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Loving An Addict

In the grip of addiction, our relationship fades, Laughter and trust, now swept away. The camaraderie once strong, now a thread, As addiction's shadow spreads dread.

I stand by, helpless and torn,
Mourning the bond that now seems worn.
Yet within my heart, hope remains,
A beacon of light amidst the chains.
Pain grips my heart when I look at you,
A stranger now, where love once grew.

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Why can't you meet my gaze, stop this shaking,
Slow down, please — our hearts are breaking.

Spend time with us, the family you miss,
It's like a record on repeat, a haunting melody,
You're my pretty little poison, a bittersweet felony.
You call in the night, tears that plead,
I drop everything, hoping you'll be freed.
But by the next night, you're back in that place,
Leaving me wondering why you lie to my face?
Don't you know that the truth is a delicate dance?

Oh, how you weary my spirit, my essence,
How can I ease your mind? bring peace to your soul, bring back its presence?
I feel useless, worthless, unable to mend,
this endless cycle, will it ever end?
Like a bright star, you're a beacon in the night,
The room dims when you leave, stealing the light.

I'm left in darkness alone, reminiscing,
Memories and moments we once knew, now missing.
A heart once vibrant, now quiet, subdued,

I'll always embrace your imperfections,
Without judgment, with only affection.
Just know I can't exist without you near,
My love, my pain, the addict I hold dear.