High Again

I have a problem with loving in the time before me
Like a little kid falling in love with a teddy bear given
Specially, especially to place near their heart to keep out the
Nightmares from the closet of irreversible mistakes, monsters
Are created within one's mind like the sudden urge
Of an addict to get his fix, fixated on the high you feel for
One moment, cravings scratching at the back of
Your neck so you try to calm the itch by clawing
At your skin, I need more just to stay alive.
You are my dealer, love is my drug but addiction
Wasn't intentional, thinking love was medicinal,
The perfect high like cocaine to a profissional, professional
Choices tell me I've chosen the right drug to become
Addicted to, the rest aren't dangerous enough.
One hour and I'm back like a pusher of crack, bag it up
For me, the short walk home is an eternity, I need this
Chemical in my veins, withdrawal is inevitable but
The feeling is incredible, I throw it in the air so it soaks
Into my lungs, carried like oxygen in hemoglobin directly
To my heart, I call it hemolovin. This isn't a gateway,
This is the real deal, dealing tokens to earn enough
Money to get my fix, you see me struggling so you calm
My urges with a kiss. I don't dare go to anyone else
To get my product, love is created not mixed,
It hits you hard to make sure you're down,
The blow to your mind to make sure you remember
What it felt like. You are my life saver, dishing out
Love to me like lifesavers. I can never get enough,
Your supply is endless but currency isn't.
You supply what I demand to stay alive, maybe
Just maybe it's my time to learn the tricks of the trade.
Maybe, soon enough, I can be your dealer.

~ Kai Alexander Means