I'm addicted to the way you speak
How you arrange your words to meanOne thing while reads another
I love the way you make me feel
When you ask about my day and
I vent about one thing or another
I feel like a part of your world
With the stories you tell
And anecdotes you shared
I painted a picture that I liked
And I stop to admire it ever so often
I felt butterflies in my stomach
When my phone buzz with a message from you
I felt my blood heating
Desire coursing through my veins
During my late night conversations with you
But one day I woke up and
That illusion is shattered
The reality was far more twisted
There was no place for me by your side
The throne you promised me already has a queen
And I was just a passing fling