In my mind there has to be a seperation of things that I need and things that I want. If it were not for this peril distinction, I too would be an addict. There have been times when I’ve found myself willingly slipping into the deepths of my desire, then the sun rises and it seems like it did just to save me from myself. When the morning comes I remind myself of the want I have for you in my life. I remind myself that if I let myself need you, need this, I would surely suffer. So I go on wanting, just wanting for your time.