Addicted

I am addicted to you and I am never going into rehab.
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I’m addicted to you.

I’m addicted to the sight of you entering the bedroom,

I’m addicted to the flavor of you. That peach/kiwi flavor and that coconut smell. Those hazelnut eyes and the sound of your laughter.

I’m addicted to the space between your legs. I could live there forever.

I’m addicted to waking up next to you every day. I love the fact that my sheets smell of you now. I like it when you leave hair all over my shower. If it’s like you were marking your space. I could never get angry if your hair clogs the shower. It reminds me that you live here, with me.

I’m addicted to the love we make every day. I can’t get enough of you. Your body is like heroin to me. The sound of you moaning gives me a dopamine rush.

I am addicted to you and I am never going into rehab.

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