I had an addiction to being loved.
Romance was to me like eating honey.
The sweet pleasure of someone’s kisses
Was more important than their money.
Then with a swagger I’d never seen,
You blew into my life during a lull.
I had no clue my life would unravel,
And I never took the time to sit and mull.
Your playful ways initially brought me joy,
But you started to vituperate me constantly.
I couldn’t pinpoint what I was doing wrong,
So, I had to put distance between you and me.
I learned that the joy we carve out in this life
Is already in us, and it alone makes us whole.
I overcame my addiction to being in love,
When for your love, I paid a heavy toll.
Written for the Wordle #205 from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. The twelve prompt words are addiction, lull, clue, swagger, carve, vituperate, distance, pinpoint, pleasure, honey, playful, ravel.

Wow, that was pretty serious. At first I was thinking it was all just a love story but then it turned more “real life”
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I am a survivor of domestic violence, I am thankful to be alive, Thank you for the comment.
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Good for you for being strong enough to talk about it!
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