Letting Go Of Your Drug Of Choice Poem by Beth Ann

Letting go of the thoughts
That one day we might be together
Is not an easy thing for me
Especially when I have to see you
From time to time

It's hard to stop myself
From reaching out to grab you
It's almost like an automatic reaction
And my body knows that
You should be mine

I just might not know the difference
Between my dreams and reality
I wonder how long it will take
Without seeing you for this to stop
It's almost like addict trying
To get far away from there drug of choice

And Just maybe I could go a day
Without thinking about you
And then my body and mind
Will stop longing for you

But until that days comes
Can you please spare my heart
And I don't think I can be
A very good friend to you

If all i'm trying to do
Is Soften the blow for myself
Can't you see it hurts to listen to you
And it kills me to see you

You have gone from being
My most alluring drug
To a most debilitating one
And your presence has become
The poison in my life