Trouble

You're trouble,
descend from grace,
You're addictive,
lighten from the best,

I tried to leave you
exhaling from my system
you're a drug
chases the shadow i disgrace

every threat from you
are words of love
you're a disease
that cures my sickness

I'll follow you from the crowd of ghosts
I'll look for every track that I can find

I miss the days of surprises
Leaving does not mean I gave in
It means I need to survive
from you

thank you for the wonderful memories
and the time of crises
<3