I’m feeling weak in the knees.
I can’t eat or sleep.
I need you and want you back in my life.
The first few days were the hardest and the cravings took over my mind.
Everywhere I looked there was something reminding me of you and your essence.
Every smell reminded me of your scent.
I considered running back to you, just to have a taste.
Then it hit me its mind over matter.
I was use to your existence and your presence.
It was a drug that kept me going and on an emotional high.
Now I decided to quit you and live without you, but I still desire you.
Some days I wake up in sweat just wanting to see a picture of you.
Sometimes I can’t go to sleep without you taking over my brain.
I know the time has come to end this and be strong.
Eventually the foolish nature will wear off and I won’t desire you.
Eventually I will able to function without you, if not I might as well check into rehab.
When I look in the mirror I see myself and reflection of you.
When it’s all said and done I know I will make it out on top.
I’m going through withdrawal and I’m conflicted over everything that is you, but in the end I don’t need you.