every muscle in my body feels alive.
blood pumping at a steady pace through each capillary,
bringing life to everything it touches.
i have this incredible feeling with each mini explosion.
visions of fireworks and secret kisses
meant only for necks and lips to discuss.
it feels like your hand is tracing every inch of me.
i feel infinite.
i feel unstoppable.
i feel chaotic.
i feel out of control.
and i love it.
i love that it feels like my body is moving twice as fast as my mind;
that it feels like cars are crashing beneath my skin and the vapors
cannot escape, they are suspended in my vocal cords with excitement.
are you going to be another victim?
what if i want you to be?
what if i want you to damage everything i've worked to earn and build?
crash it all, everything. i want you to.
i want you to send me off the edge. to break my reality into a million
pieces so my eyes can grow wide and wild with pure delight.
break me, it's been too long.
i need a fix as soon as possible.
i need you to be my drug.
i want you to be my drug.
taint my lungs. eat at my mind. wreck my heart. shatter my nerves.
am i so crazy?
love is addiction.
love is obsession.
i'm looking for a new bad habit.
keep close.
pay attention.
i'll leave the light on.
