The addiction is strong,
Want my hit,
Every time I open a window to his attention,
My heart hits the ground.
But it is dopamine,
Not love.
Not even attachment.
If he wanted to share his soul with me,
He would.
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The addiction is strong,
Want my hit,
Every time I open a window to his attention,
My heart hits the ground.
But it is dopamine,
Not love.
Not even attachment.
If he wanted to share his soul with me,
He would.