Love Drains my Veins

I'm so strung out on my boyfriend. I can't even remember what alone feels like these days. I wake up next to him, we drive to work together, our weekends are all about each other. I'm starting to feel like a crack head. Like I have this habit that I know I need to kick, but no matter how hard I try I reach for the pipe every chance I can get. The pipe!!! The pipe is calling me!!!

By the time I get back to CA I'll look like this: