There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea. You became the light on the dark side of me. Love remained a drug that’s the high and not the pill.
The more I get of you, Ooh………………. Stranger it feels, yeah.
There is so much a man can tell you, So much he can say. there’s so much inside. You remain, My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby To me you’re like a growing addiction that I can’t deny.. yeah. Won’t you tell me is that healthy, baby?
“We are often insane with happiness. We are also very unhappy for reasons neither of us can do anything about.”—A friend of mine who I consider foolish when it came to her decision in staying in a relationship where she is emotionally and physically abused sent me this text message when I finally stopped nagging her to leave the guy; when she sent this, I still couldn’t understand why but now I do.