

You are a bad habit Like nail biting or tobacco Like loving the villain more than the hero Like being addicted to pain No matter how many times I reshelve your story in the bookshop of my life The familiar weight of it always ends up Going home with me in my bag Even though I know how the story ends No matter how often I quit No matter how much will power I employ It's never enough to break the habit of you And like the power inherent to so many bad habits You may well be my undoing -gws