at first
loving him was as easy as breathing
He was the summer breeze flowing through my hair
The sun shining down to warm my cold skin
He was my drug of choice
he was my addiction
I had no doubt in my mind that I could overdose on him and still never have enough
He made me feel alive
invisible
like I could take on the world
But then..
loving him was like loving my greatest nightmare.
He was a blizzard that turned my heart ice cold
"I love you" 's no longer meant anything.
atleast..
not to him..
i became depressed with him
But how could I leave?
I loved him...
so
i begged
And pleaded..
I put his needs before my own...
And slowly he ripped my heart apart..
And then he left..
leaving me in pieces?..
loving him was suicide...
©jennyleey
J