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Just the thought of me being close to you makes me sick.
I can't help but feel like I need to throw up when I see you.
But at the same time, I just can't seem to get enough of it.
Everything is telling me to push you away, to run away as fast as I can just to get away from you, but I just keep coming back.
I depend on you, even if you're killing me by each second.
And something about the way you torture me just feels so addicting.
You're like the fire I keep flying to even though I know you'd burn me alive if I got any closer.
But that warmth and light was all I ever wanted, and pulling away would meant killing myself just the same.
If I have to die either way, you, my parasite, will always be the one I turn to.
My parasite, my one and only, my love.
I'll keep flying to your hellfire for that warmth and light even if it means my wings and my soul burns in it.
There's nothing in this universe that could replace the way you make me feel.
No matter what, you will always be the one for me.
If it meant being with you then I wouldn't mind you latching on to me as you suck away all there is to me.
If it meant I could keep latching on to you.
My parasite, my addiction, my obsession, my love, my god.