You're bad for me.

You can snap my bones like twigs.

You cause my chest to constrict and my heart to stutter.

Your existence has brought about numerous new burns upon my scarred skin.

I neglect my responsibilities in favour of you.

My family doesn't need to know you exist.

My friends warned me to keep a watchful eye.

Your rejection just makes me crave you.

Our undeniable compatibility feeds my delusions of us.

You are violent and I know I like to push people's buttons.

You're leaving but I'll leave everything with you in an instant.

You swim through my bloodstream along with all of this vodka, clogging my arteries and contributing to noticeable breathing difficulties.

How astonishing it is that emotional agony can so manifest in physical symptoms.