The worst hangover was my hunger for you....

Do you want to know what the worst hangover I've ever had? It's you. The hunger that grows for your companionship that ultimately leaves me hungover.  It's very similar to my other hangovers except yours seems to dwell into the next day and the day after, sometime lingering for a week, and just when the hangover starts to fade away there you are again. Tempting, and teasing me, only giving me a little piece of you, never the whole. It only gets worse and the hangovers only last longer. I get a little bit of you with a whole lot of guilt, remorse, loneliness, and sadness.
When will it stop? When will I be the stronger person? Why am I weak with you? Why are you my drug? Why do the hangovers hurt so damn bad? Why ? Maybe its just because I'm not enough, at least not enough for you. Everyone says I will be for someone one day, yet the days seem longer and the years seem shorter. And the little of you I have I only leaves me wanting more.
I'm not moving too fast. It's always been there, it was always you, but it just wasn't the right time, but neither is now it seems.
I need this hangover to end. It's the mixture of hunger and hangover. Hunger for something that I've wanted for so long, having just a slight taste, to leave a sweet but bitter taste. And the hangover that reminds me that all I had was a bit, a taste, just enough to leave me hurting until the next time. Hangover