I relapsed on love yet again. It is like I am weak and powerless when it is near. I hear the phone ringing and crave to hear that voice in my ear so I answer. Knowing it will only last a minute and that my ocean no longer quenches his thirst, nut im there cup filled ready to pour. Whatever love wants I’m a slave to fulfill. It’s like the word no is not in my mental dictionary. I must say I was strong in one sense as I didn’t let love ride the wave but I was weak because I allowed love to cover me like a blanket. Still here I am days later asking Why? Because here I am with nothing but love on my mind and it’s gone to shoot his arrow in the next heart. I knew it would be this way when I allowed love in yet again but I’m weak and to be in the arms of love I’d do just about anything…. I can hear Drake’s voices saying “don’t it seem like, like I’m always when there when it matters but missing most of the other times a terrible pattern.” You see this last time I relapsed I was under a lot of stress and love must have sensed it because he came running but my love is a Mr. Wrong, and like I Mary I keep holding on…
