Fleeting Wor(l)ds

CARTE BLANCHE #2

I am an addict
I am addicted to meeting you
How it makes me feel
Sparkles Butterflies fireworks
I am going for it
Running for it

I just want to feel

My own skin my own nerves my own heart

I am not a love junkie
I am a fall junkie

I am addicted to the danger of it
To the unknown of it
The adrenaline of it

My heart pounding
My breath sketching
My mind blowing
I am looking for it
Holding to it

Makes me feel alive

I can’t eat I can’t think I can’t breath
I can only feel
Every pieces of me being electrified by the maybe

By your words haunting me
By your thoughts taunting me

I am not addicted to love
I am addicted to the fall

Justine T. Annezo – October, 8th 2025 – GTM+2