Addiction-
You know that one guy that you'd do anything for?
He's the type of person that you'd willingly risk your life for; the kind of person that you'd do kill for without a second thought to it.
He's the kind of person that you'd take a bullet for.
The one that shames you into admitting that you'd let your best friend, the one you've known since pre-K, die- in a heartbeat- no regrets- as long as HE was safe.
He's the person- your heart, your life- the only one who makes you truly feel one hundred percent safe.
He's the person that you'd break all the rules for just to see him, to be near him, for a few hours.
He's the person who causes those butterflies to dance in the pit of your stomach, the one whose smile you'd die for, the one whose eye's you could die in.
He's the person who knows when to stop talking and let you have your space.
The person who lets you forget the hellhole that is your life for a while he entertains you with stories of his own.
He's the person that you could spend hours walking on the waterfront with, talking about nothing.
And it means so much more than the deepest conversation you've had with your closest of girlfriends.
He's that perfect guy that smells so deliciously of smoke and male and cold days.
He's the one that's so warm and alive and loud… oh, so loud…
He's that perfect person from the way he walks, dresses, talks, carries himself.
The way he sings and dances- everything else in your world is thrown into obscurity…
He's the one, the only one whose hands you are not afraid of, the only one that you don't mind touching you.
He's the type of person that you'd throw everything away for, the one that you'd fall so low for, not caring about the consequences.
Not caring at all for anything but him.
He's the one that you could talk to forever with ease, the one whose face isso beautiful that it makes you cry as he appears in your dreams.
Cry because you know you can never have him.
All you can do is watch, watch as he is trampled on, as his heart is broken.
All you can do is watch, because you're his friend, the girl, the "pretty puppy" that follows him around, the one on whose shoulder he can cry on.
He's the one that you could never have. The reason your heart is torn to shreds, the reason you're falling apart at the seams.
Why?
Because you're both gay.