You were my poison.

Yet I couldn't live without you.

You were my drug.

Addictive.

I'll find every way for you to be apart of me.

But I want so badly for you to leave so I don't overdose.

Just like a drug.

Maybe overdosing on you isn't so bad tho?

Maybe it will be amazing.

Like every high.

Most drugs can kill you.

So will you be my weed?

I can't die off of you.

No.

I need to stop.

These thoughts are bad.

I don't fall in love with anyone.

Your not weed.

Your more like acid.

A poison.

A drug so powerful that even a little bit could harm you for the rest of your life.

Magic mushrooms?

If I trip off of you will you catch me?

NO.

Your like cocaine.

A simple fix that's hard to overcome.

Every kid makes jokes about you.

'Hey I dare you to snort that wizzfizz. Or that icing sugar '

But your not sweet.

So yeah your like cocaine.

Every kid jokes about it but never dares to touch it.

Drugs are magnificent.

Just not your type.