The need for you grows stronger every day, it radiates like Burning flames through my veins. All I can do is lay down on my bed at night thinking of only what your skin felt like brushing against mine. Your touch, your sent, your lips, everything about you invites me in. It's killing me. You invade my thoughts that once were mine, and I'm not sure if they ever will again. I bet you like it though don't you? Having this much Control over me, I see the satisfaction in your eyes when you see the hunger in mine. I'll never understand how you do the things you do to me, it's like an incantation to all my senses. And although I must force the words out of my throat I love what you do. It gives me a rush like I've never experienced before.
But I'm afraid.
I'm afraid of the power you have over me and what you could do with that power. And just when I'm about to come to my senses I hear your seductive whispers in my ear I can't fight them. Or maybe...I don't want to? I don't want it to stop.
Don't ever stop.
