I can't get you out of my head, no matter how hard I try. You consume me, even to this very moment. It's like I'm cursed but it's you, giving me hope and a will to live. Tell me, do I haunt you as well? Your every breath. Every thought. Awake or asleep. I still dream of you. You are my everything. You're the ghost in my head, in my lungs. Perpetually driving me forward - to a cliff or to a better future, it'll never be clear I don't dare believe. I live for you, I'd die for you. You are the most addictive drug, one I'll never quit. Withdrawals only make me crave you more and more, like a festering disease. Ah, this is my own personal hell - one I've hand crafted for myself. There is no escape nor do I desire one.
I only desire you, my beloved puppy. What bliss.