old habits die hard. familiar ones die harder.

You're just like an old, familiar habit. Gone for so long. And now that you're back, I don't think I could shrug this off again.
I picked you up again. This habit. Or rather, you picked me up again.
It's been months and I still haven't decided if this is for the better or worse.
But thank you. I needed this. I needed my life to be shaken up.
I won't let go. Thank you.