To You (1)

I guess this is sort of a letter
Written directly to you,
But I'm writing it as a poem
Because I didn't know what else to do.

God, I love you,
More than I believed I could,
And now what's happening hurts me
More than anything should.

It hasn't even been a day,
And already I want you back.
I suppose that's a good sign;
I'm addicted to you like crack.

I wish I could call you.
I wish I could hear your voice.
But I said I'd give it a week,
And I should stand by my choice.