I wanted to get away, but I couldn't.
There was always something that made me come back.
Maybe was his hair, which was always sueve, or the glitter that his eyes gave off every time you looked at me.
Or maybe, it was the way you made me feel.
I was terrified that a person had such control over someone's feelings, but at the same time, I loved it.
With you I could feel everything.
The adrenaline, the anger, the happiness and even the sadness.
