I shall think i need to go for rehab soon...the amount of your presence prescribed on me is under dosage. Cause your drug is so addictive, i'm having an addiction...and for if i escape rehab, i think i'll be caught up with the addiction..
All that is playing on and on in my head, is the time we've spent together, the care i'm giving u, the countless conversation we had, the wrestling in bed, the morning breakfast, the casual simple lunch break occasions and those crazy things we always say or do...the bullshits,the swears, the getting ons with each other's ass...those relationship problems we shared, those advices, those stories...
When ur sleeping, all i want to do is cuddle with you and rock you like a little baby...when you're so stress, all i want to do is take all your problems away...but still, all i want to do, is to be a friend to you, cause to think otherwise is impossible....
The absence of your presence is heart felt...i miss you already tho we part only hours ago...don't tell me i'm falling for you...cause it'll be so wrong....
Got to check in fast, cause babe, ur my disease....
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