Addicting

Walking to The Meadows how you can see a single flower so beautiful as it can be attempting to pick it and touch it not knowing that is poison the urge of wanting to grab it she is like that flower to where you just want to hold it  it's like a drug killing you inside she is as beautiful as a flower but yet to poison to touch even it will kill you  wanting  it so much so you pick up that beautiful poisonous flower holding  it to your chest loving it knowing that it will kill you if you let it go so you decide to grow old with it become poisonous together laying in the Meadows closing your eyes as you say good night to both of each other for the one last time