The Looking Glass Volume 37 | Page 78

Addiction

Jonathan Gonzalez

A loveless kiss;

no taste compares to this.

I wish we'd never met so that I wouldn't have to see you go.

Remembering you is the sweetest pain I know.

I assumed you to be a drifter,

but you held on stronger than a flame against the winter.

There's no escaping life.

Every song, every heartbreak, every-one,

they all bring me back to you.

You held me when I was most vulnerable,

wrapping me in a warmth that could be felt

in the most impassive of veins.

Just one kiss and you've taken my memory.

Just one sip and you've made me needy.

Some days aren't yours,

but this life was never meant to be mine.