Addiction

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I stood by my desk running my hands through my hair trying to figure out what to do. I have to stop this but its like I cant. When Im with him im a whole new type of person and I love that side of me he brings out. Howard used to make me feel alive but now with him I feel so dead. So dead!. I walked over to my desk and grabbed a tissue and wiped eyes. When I looked up Christopher was in my doorway.

Kristen: Chris

Christopher: SHUT UP

My eyes widen I never saw this side of him before, he locked the door and walked to me. I sat up in my seat. He walked over and stood infront of me and ran his hands through his hair. It looked like he was dealing with something very important.

Christopher : I love you

Kristen : Chris I need to wait what

Christopher : I love you Kristen Watson. I love the way your eyes sparkle in the sunlight I love the way you smile and then you do your beautiful laugh. I love you and everything you do. When I wake up all I do is think about you. I cant go to sleep without seeing you so I go on your business website just to see your face. Kristen I know your married but I need you to be with me. I cant keep on playing these games with my heart. I love you

Kristen: Chris

Christopher: I just want to hear it one time and then im out your life for good

Kristen: Chris

Christopher : Just one time

I looked up at him and I saw tears was coming down from his eyes. How can I do this to him hurt him like this. I walked over to him and straddled his lap and pecked his lips. With his confession its time for me to do one myself.

Kristen : I have something on my mind and it needs to come out

Christopher: Im listening

Kristen : I wake, work, eat, sleep, and dream you.

This emotional journey before us - almost too much to bear sometimes.

Yet, every time I hear the ringing of the phone, or see your name pop up online,

I know that I am addicted to you. But it is far more than that, and please listen very closely.

I am a very reasonable and sane person, not given to idle whims or fancies,

not taken in any more by false hopes and promises. Yet, somehow, you are different - very different.

I don't know what happened, or how or why, but I feel as though I fell out of a cloud,

tumbling down to earth to a sure death - and at the last possible second, you caught me in your arms.

Yes, I am addicted to you, but I know the consequences of addictions, and, fear not, I will not harm you or cause you pain in any way. Of that, I give you my humble word. I want to breathe you, to feel you, to taste you, and to hear your soft whispers against the sensitive nape of my neck - telling me that you're addicted, too.

Christopher: Does that mean

Kristen : Ill tell him tonight