Drug Of Choice

I rest in strong, warm arms
as the T.V. drones on in the background.
I can smell the faint scent of your raspberry body wash;
I remember buying it for you last Christmas.

I feel a certain, undeniable, powerful feeling in my chest,
one I've felt before on a much smaller scale.
Thoughts and strong feelings of love in its purest form take me over,
leaving nothing behind but happy memories and hopes for the future.

All day today,  I craved your touch.
I craved your voice, your smell, the way your skin feels on mine.
I wanted it all.
And even now, when we're right next to each other, I still do.
I want every single part of you.

So, I guess you could say that I'm addicted now;
that I'm addicted to you.