Habit

I try to stop breathing but its a habit that's hard to break
Like me talking to you and you talking to me
Like me moving on and leaving you in the past and you always being there
Constantly

Like biting my nails, even though i want to stop
I can't
The taste of hard, flesh tone material growing out of my fingers fascinates me
Like your taste fascinates my senses, addicts me, wanting me not to stop

Bad habits are everywhere like smoking
Well, i don't smoke but sometimes i think your the equivalent to any addiction
Don't get me wrong i like breathing and biting my nails
But like the two i can't stop
Loving you