I shared my Me with a new being last night.
Compelled by the words that danced on his lips- effortlessly creating a craved for, sought after bliss- a dreamed up reality.
Not totally, but definitely, he scolded me for looking back.
Stacked so perfectly, behind me, I've organized all the bullshit and lies so that my backwards motion digging for pain to sulk in... Its quick and easy to find.
My addiction. My old me.
" hello you,... Back so soon?"