Abstaining from the stain
of your makeup on my pillow
Jonesing for the pinch and burn
and hot rush
of you biting my lip,
Like a needle in an arm
Sleepless, cold, fitful nights.
Memories like withdrawls
From a life never meant to be
The drug that quit me.
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