A Journey Of: The "Love" Addict

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Summary

Journey of a Love Addict traces the heart of a girl who love too hard, fall too fast, and heal too slow. Through raw poems and soft confessions, she battles the highs of being chosen and the lows of being abandoned, learning the difference between real love and the love she chase to fill her wounds. This book follows her breaking, craving, healing, and finally discovering herself beyond the people she tried to hold onto. It’s a story of cycles, survival, and the kind of love that start from within.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
2
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Crossing over.

Spirits stays stuck until they find peace in their purpose,

I purposely stay stuck because life without you isn’t worth it.

Only people who say love at first sight isn't real are people who haven't experienced it

But they’re right love at first sight isn’t real, it’s a connection

from the moment I saw you we were connected,

connected

leaving me, breathless.

Thinking about the way our bodies..

body.

Have you ever experienced the out-of-body love?

One where you can look,

but can’t touch.

One where you can imagine your future together forever but it’ll never become a reality

because you know what the way that he acts and the way that you act our love would leave our soul tragically in tragedy.

I tragically think about the way that it would’ve ended if we didn’t stop when we did.

But we still have our bond

so at the end of the day it’s like I still have your love in my hands.

Hands.

hand me the key to your heart please I’m begging you.

I tried to let you go be with the other females but when you come back to me, I don’t want just what’s left of you.

Left of you.

When I looked to the left of you all I see is what we could’ve been.

I see my handsome man.

I see the boy who fell in love with me that day and the one I thought would always be my man.

man.

I wish it would’ve gone differently, but it’s like we were ghosts.

We always make it to the almost relationship stage but every time we come close to closure we open the door that was supposedly indefinitely closed.

Come close, but please don’t get to close.

& i’m not posed to but I love you can I please have another dose?

If it were you me and the scars of our past, would you stay with me in the trauma just so we can make it last?

Or would you leave and move on to another and just think about our past.

cause these feelings and emotions are the type that you just can’t mask

see me I’d stay because of life without you was one that I’d pass.

I’d never cross over as long as you were in the memories.

My door started to open as I realized maybe you weren’t the one that was meant for me.

Eventually, I’ll discover the one that was sent for me.

But until then I’ll sit in the scars and dream of you a million times vividly.