Love addiction

Some people need drugs, alcohol. I need romanticism and constantly being in love. Constantly. No matter how I act, what I say, what I do, but inside my mind and heart there is a hurricane when I don´t get my ´dose´. How Sandy destroyed NY, same things are happening in my inner being. When I do get my doze, I sparkle.I am energetic. Everything is in peace. Life is beautiful. My soul sings and I am ´up high´.

Once my ex was complaining to me that I need ´all that shit´(please excuse my expression, but this is how he said it)  and sex is not important to me.  Dear Ex, you are party right. Sex is just wrong. Leaves an empty feeling and afterwards regret takes over. But making loooove is beautiful. You were ironically looking weird at me when I asked to call it ´making love´. What´s the difference you asked. That time I just got silent because I knew you I won´t be able to explain it in your language. The soul sings then, my dear. 

 I get in love with all kinds of unavailable people..unavailable to express feelings.. unavailable to commit.. unavailable to compromise... And when I discovered about your Unavailability, I HAD TO LEAVE YOU. But I was already in the game..