If love is a drug, then it's the kind that should be prescribed.

I think I need you to save me this time.

I don’t believe in coincidence or fate
But I know one thing for sure
Your face was meant to be
Burned into the deepest reaches
Of my blackest memories.

This is the way we fall. First we lose our balance, teetering precariously on the edge of uncertainty, until, mercilessly, gravity takes over. You can’t outshine gravity.

It doesn’t have to end, does it?”
“I hope it never ends.

The quickest path to self-destruction is to push away the people you love.