I understand there are things you do to my girlfriend that I can not. I understand that you make her feel things I can not begin to recreate. I understand that chemically you are addiction at its core. I realize now that after all is said and done, you will win.
What kills me is the fact I can not stand up to you to tell you to not be crushed up into some pretty blue powder and whisked away in a nostril. I can not yell at you to not create some euphoric state that she cannot deny.
In the same breath, I can not ask her to stop seeing you. She is an adult. She understands the risks. I can only hope she will chose me one day.
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