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Like A Drug (to A.N.)

by Melanie A Bennett

Staring at the screen
Desperately wishing that I was touching you instead of these keys
Desperately wishing I was looking at you instead of your words in 12 point Times New Roman font.

Waiting for you
To be here for good
I can't take many more of these nights
Where my eyes burn from staring too intently at the glare of the monitor in the darkness...
And I crawl into bed afterwards just as alone as before...
Except now I am thinking far too much to fall asleep.

I think of the next time I will see you...feel you next to me
That time will never get here fast enough...
I need you beside me you know... I need you to help me function throughout the day...to help me sleep through the night...
I am addicted to you... to your body, mind, and soul
The way you sound, feel, and taste permanently embedded into my mind...
I am addicted to you...
You are like a drug
And I never want to be sober again...

10/11/2004

Author's Note: Random thoughts running through my head...

Posted on 10/11/2004
Copyright © 2025 Melanie A Bennett

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Heide McAlister-Bates on 10/11/04 at 08:58 AM

Well-expressed frustration, Melanie - I know the feeling well! Long-distance love is incredibly difficult, though definitely worth the wait.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/11/04 at 12:24 PM

One of the strongest "love as addiction" poems I've read in some time. Nicely applies to my own life also. Thanks for sharing this Melanie.

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