ADDICT .

You are my strength and my weak spot .  
My drug of choice and my cure .  
 
You are everything I desire. My lucky charm  
and equally my biggest nightmares but still  
I would willingly lay down my life for you .  
 
Or just as easily live a life with you . I’m  
an addict at your whim and I wonder  
whether you will be my demise hung drawn  
and quartered for my weakness. Or will  
I conquer your walls and smile at your defeat .  
 
I’m not sure this is unimpaired but I know too  
I only feel healed with you . An addict doesn’t  
see further than what they need . Two selfish  
people neither willing to negotiate. It’s all or nothing.but do you think we could cross a line and meet each other off the highway at a clinic  
 
It’s no thirty three with lots of peace and quiet and lots of free space that has leg space and pathways to compromise .We both lay our egos on the ground in a picnic of surrender with communication and understanding. We can walk away maybe feeling a bit sore but ultimately with a sneaking suspicion we  
are both going in the right direction at the same time. How can love survive on a batter field of two who are
strategically positioned to be minus one ? .