Love Addiction

Is it Love or an addiction
Sometimes it hurts and I miss him
Deep inside there’s a conviction
That he’s part of my mission
If I go with the flow
I’d never say no
But something’s in the way
Every time that I stay
I can’t stop feeling
All of this mirroring
What are we afraid of?
Do we now know what we are made of?
Maybe it’s Love & addiction
To the demons who refuse their eviction

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