Sweet Addiction
I remember wondering how someone so beautiful
could be so cruel;
i was addicted to the pain
you caused
addicted to how much you said you care
And, how you actually didn’t
you are this addiction i could never
resist
you said poetry was all lies
dressed up to sound ;
pretty
when i see you these days,
i want to ask
if sadness sounds pretty
to you too
it was one thing to make a mistake,
it was another thing to keep making it
i knew what would happen if i let
myself get close to you,
i’d start to believe you
loved me: id be disappointed
i depended on you,
i might as well admit
that i’ll be
crushed
because, when i really
need you
you won’t be there.
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