My desire for you became unhinged –
my impulsivity unrestrained.
my judgment ceasing existence.
my conscience forever stained.
I wanted you more than ever,
and that was more important
than any good deed I’d ever done.

Connotativewords | jl | I’m not half the person I was before you (via efidelity)

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