I’m addicted to his sweet smile and his bright laugh. I’m addicted to his rough hands and his sudden kisses. I’m addicted to his strong arms and his bad jokes. I’m addicted to his stubborn will and his dark eyes. I’m addicted to him.
Write hard and clear about what hurts.
“I find my self never wanting anyone to know how I am feeling, but at the exact same time its all I want them to know. To know I feel like dying half the time or I feel like i’m so hollow inside I could break.”