It’s 12:26 am and I’d like to scream at you and tell you that I miss you but instead I just closed my eyes and whispered “you’re a fool for letting me go.
I mean, we get addicted for a reason, right? Often, too often, things that start out as just a normal part of your life at some point cross the line to obsessive, compulsive, out of control. It’s the high we’re chasing, the high that makes everything else fade away but it never ends well. Because eventually, whatever it is that was getting us high, stops feeling good, and starts to hurt. Still, they say you don’t kick the habit until you hit rock bottom. But how do you know when you are there? Because no matter how badly a thing is hurting us, sometimes, letting it go hurts even worse.
but i have an infinite tenderness for you. that, i’ll always have. all my life long.