Hi! What an interesting first impression I'm getting on your writing! Very spooky, a little dark, but definitely one of those poems that makes you think. I really, really like your metaphor of "the wrong person" as a drug. Isn't is strangely true how often that is the case? I went through this a couple years ago and had immense troubles getting out of my "addiction." Interestingly enough, you also mention the life draining out of [your] eyes. It seems to me that the narrator is being "hypnotized," or something of the like. Pretty mind-boggling, but that's just my take on it. I'll be looking for more from you of this nature! (: