Deceitful love is the most expensive kind of addiction to maintain It will cost you your happiness, your health, and drive you insane I believed there was true love to gain So I continued to nurture this habit, this falsity, this pain When my source of this deceitful love abandoned me I was mercilessly thrown into rehab, with this poisonous drug flowing thru, unable to be freed Memories and tears served as a cheap substitution Fueling my cravings for your abuse, the source of my addiction Time has passed My cravings did not last You were a bad habit, an addiction I now look upon, aghast
Reason for writing:
I've discovered how physical intimacy can create dangerous illusions about your feelings for another. Never again will I step toward that path. In order to share that part of me, he must prove through his actions that he is worthy of my trust.
Birth sign: Virgo
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