This might be one,
But maybe not
Another strange kind of it
A relapse.

Not that typical drug,
No alcohol,
No cigarettes,
But worse.

This is one,
This is a relapse
Worst of all those drugs outside
Call it love

You´re my drug,
My never-ending doom
Once I´ve tasted it
I can never stop

Each touch makes me even weaker,
Each word hits my armour deeper
In the end there´s no wall
Not at all

You break it down
With each smile, each simple hi
Your arms wrapped around me
Melting down the ice framing my heart

No way to make it work
No way to overcome the past
I was healed from you I guess
But then I had this huge relapse.

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This is the story of a girl who fall in love with a boy once but he never loved her. She met him 5 years ago and after it didn´t worked out then, she got over him but now he is back in her life again...and all those hidden feelings come up again.