Love...My Love...

His venom seeps deep into the cracks of my broken heart.
His presence has been streaming through my veins all along.
He picked me out the way a wolf scans the heard..
searching..dedicated to finding the most vulnerable.
My insecurities only fed the fire.
He saw the beauty of my flaws something that could sustain him.
His teeth sunk deep into my bones,
his eyes scanned my soul..working like a charm.
The raw power of those emotions..the connection that consumed us
He knew he had to take me for all that I was.
In a few short moments our bond would be broken
His discovery needed to remain a secret..something completely his own.
He filled me with his poison..watched as it silently flowed through my veins
Every sensation was meant for him..and only him.
He deserted me as soon as the drug kicked in.
I crave him, yearn for him,
Only him.
this beauty was to great of a discovery.
Sharing wasn't an option.
He's out there somewhere..forgetting all about me.
I have yet to find a drug that can fulfill this craving.
Loathing should pulse through my veins, right along side his potent traces of love.
Yet I thank him.
Thank him for bringing my beauty to the surface.
Thank him for seeing something in me I refused to believe.
Thank him for raising the standards.
One day I will meet someone as truly beautiful as him.
Until then I am left with the memory of him..with the taste of his drug.