I look for you everywhere I go, hoping to bump into you. But I never see you. You're not there. You're never there.
You are: my sugar rush, my cocaine bliss, my illegal high, my perfect kiss.
You're an addiction that I always fail to resist.
It's sad how someone can go from being the reason you wake up smiling, to the reason you cry yourself to sleep.
Some people are meant to fall in love with each other, but not meant to be together.