You.
It’s always been you.

With your sparkling eyes
That can’t decide whether to be
Sea green or sky blue.
It’s always been you.

With your long lashes
And dark eyebrows
Partially covered by dirty blonde hair
Streaked through with gold
By long days in the summer sun.
It’s always been you.

With your soft skin
Brandishing bold tan lines,
Covering hard muscle,
Displaying a gorgeous body.
It’s always been you.

With your mischievous smile
Beckoning me closer
So you can tease your lips against mine,
Kiss your promises along my neck,
Until I’ll say whatever you want.
Do whatever you want.
Be whatever you want.

I despise it.
I loathe it.
I’m addicted to it.
I need it.

After everything I’ve been through,
For some reason it’s you.
Of everything else it could be,
Should be,
For some reason it’s you.
It will always be you.

You are my weakness.