Dear younger me.
Kina, Can we kiss forever
The day I let him in physically, I gave him control.
That day that I said, "I'm ready",
The control was out of my hands,
Strings were attached to my leg and hands,
I became a puppet.
Nothing more brain washing than a healthy sexual relationship,
You start to believe your love is based on that activity,
Even when the love and affection is strained in the relationship, that sexual bond holds you together,
Because he is aware of it, he moves those strings in whichever direction,
He can do whatever, emotions wise that is.
You will see no wrong in it,
You have lost control
