I asked you these words
with pleading eyes.
Piercing the deepest parts like swords.
I'd rather bleed than be caged in lies.
The poem I made
Is now the life I live.
I can't seem to move
'trapped in your promise of love.
From pain, I want to be freed.
From you, I don't want to let go.
So, tell me, how long will I love you?
'cause you are both my addiction and drug too.
