• When did you become the drug,
    I'm forever always thinking of?
    I'm addicted to this thing called love,
    And I never seem to get enough.

    I’m selfishly wanting more and more,
    I’ve never felt this way before,
    Remember once you leave this door,
    You’re becoming the thing I’m living for.

    I hope you notice the life you’ve taken,
    This unknown dream that you’ve awaken,
    Take my heart and call it a token,
    You mended the heart that was created broken.

    You’re company now is intoxicating,
    The mere thought of you gone is suffocating,
    Do you understand the mistake you’re making?
    Is it love that you want or are you contemplating?

    Oxygen lost its place, your scent is all I breathe,
    Just make sure you know this fact before you want to leave.
    It’s not my fault; I didn’t know I’d reach this level of being naïve.
    I never knew this love existed, until you made me believe.

    It’s every single glance you make,
    The sound when our lips brake,
    And every breath you seem to take,
    That made this euphoria awake.