The Pull
You seep into me like poison in the veins—slow, unstoppable, and devastatingly sweet. No matter how I resist, you flow deeper. My body trembles at the memory of your kiss, my mind burns with the thought of your hands. I crave you like a fever—unforgiving, consuming, inevitable.
The Absence
Without you, I wander hollow. Every breath tastes empty, every touch feels foreign. You left me starving, addicted, abandoned in withdrawal. My body aches for the cure, yet the cure is the very poison that unravels me—you.
The Confession
I would drink you again, even knowing the cost. Even knowing I would lose myself, forget reason, surrender my soul. Because in your arms, I am both destroyed and reborn. You are the poison I choose, the only one worth dying for.
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