There’s a sinking feeling in my heart.  I can’t focus.  I can’t breathe properly.  When I do, it’s choked back by a cascade of tears.   Nothing made me happier and nothing made me sadder than you.  You were like a fucking drug.  You gave me an ultimate high that I couldn’t achieve any other way.   But when I didn’t get enough of you, I’d start to act strange.  I’d start to feel a lack, a need, that I just couldn’t fulfill until I got you.  Having you was just a rollercoaster of towering highs and abysmal lows.  I craved you every second.  Nothing else could fill the void. I didn’t know how to function without.  My world would turn upside down, and all I could do was mope around until I got my fix.  I knew it wasn’t right, deep down, I knew.  But I didn’t care.  Guess I really was just hopelessly optimistic and naïve.   Everything with you was like a movie, and you were every single love song ever written.  Flashbacks flood my mind like an addict.  Wish I could cleanse myself free.  You were everything.  You’re the one I had to meet.  But I knew it was time to quit you.  ♡