I know you may be bad for me but I still crave you I want to hold you I want to feel you
You were my drug,
a drug I thought I could never let go of.
You were my escape,
when I wanted a break from reality.
You knew the real me,
behind the facade I showed the rest of the world.
For some reason I thought I had written about my love for tea and how much it means to me but I still hadn't and I wondered why. So, I decided to. Everyone who knows me knows how much tea is a part of me. I started taking tea when I was really little with... Continue Reading →