you are a light to my third eye.
release my chemicals,
those happy hormones.
I'm desolate when you're gone,
so stay, and get me hooked on
your kick,
that little rush.
Peripheral.
I could live without you,
and everyone feels the same about you.
But that's not what we're here for.
Just give me what I crave.
Feed this glutton.

or leave, and never return.
cover the sun, and let me
get on with it as it is.