Addiction is a dangerous word. Especially if it’s with a person. No amount of songs you play on repeat, no amount of unfinished letters that reach the bin can help you overcome it.
It’s almost like a drug, intoxicating with each letter, seducing your imagination and luring the reality of yours to sleep.
It’s more than just a word. It’s a part of you. You drink addiction, you smell addiction, you blink addiction…
But it leaves you with the feel of exoticness… And slowly it fades leaving broken pieces of yourself.
And all you have is your self choking on the person who taught you that word.
One night you had the smile recorded in your eyes and your eyes wouldn’t open for anything less beautiful and the other night you have the mirror laughing at the hollowness of your existence.
“You’ll come out of it” doesn’t even scratch the surface. Maybe you can if it’s addiction to an object but what if it’s not? What then?
Now, all you can hope is to burn the scent that would lead you back to where you first heard the word. Now all you can hope is to collect the broken pieces of yourself.
By: Anagha Bharadwaj (Industrial Engineering and Management, 1st year)