Addiction

by Auntie Tay   Oct 27, 2007


Im addicted to the way he smells;
To the way his heart beats.
I am addicted to the sound of his voice;
To the way he tastes.
I am addicted to the way he holds me;
To the way he smiles.
I am addicted to the way he makes me feel when im near him;
To the way he keeps me steady when i feel like falling.
I am addictied to my best friend;
To my angel.

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