My opium

I never did drugs, but you became my opium, cocaine and heroin. 

I tried really hard to replace you with what money could buy. 

But I am about to relapse after more than one year

of withdrawal upon seeing your blue eyes. 

I resisted seeing your face and hearing your voice and attempted to throw you into the dungeon. 
But you haunted me in my thoughts and dreams

I still willingly listen to whatever you want to say.
You aren't even a prince. 
You are merely a troll and jester. 
Yet, you still make me smile brighter than the sun. 

I fear that I still gravitate towards you. 
I fear that I might lose you again after getting used to your presence. 
I fear that all this talking is like grasping sand in the wind. 

But I love you.
The only thing I know it is true. 
It is more than wanting to trap you. 
It is like a warm and long hug I have been wanting to give you with my soul and whole being. 

It is alright to love with boundaries.
It is alright to love from a distance. 
It is alright to love while knowing I deserve someone who is sure that I am the one and only.