Addicted

I tell you good morning...
text you throughout the day
And goodnight in the evening...
The drafts are filling my inbox.
I type it to feel normal.
But we're far beyond our normal.
I sometimes just want to talk
to someone who really knows me.
No false perceptions
Of who I'm meant to be.
Just me.
But I know you won't answer.

When you last said goodbye...
The ground shook and cracked.
My heart fell into it,
And was swallowed whole
By a bottomless pit.
The many mistakes we've made
Can't be taken back.
So we go through withdrawal.
To get rid of the toxins...
But not until now did I realize...
Just how addicted to your love I had become.