Your Love Is My Drug

Your love is my drug. I can’t kick the habit. I don’t know why I can’t get enough of your love, babe. I don’t want no cure. I got to have all your loving. I can’t let you go. There’s something about love that tends to make one feel like a crackhead…Love, requited or not, can turn even the most stalwart of us into stereotypical junkies… We tolerate our friends (and perhaps ourselves) while in the throes of this crazy love because we intrinsically know this too shall pass. At least, we hope so. But for some, the feeling does not pass.