I love him! He loves me too! . . . . . Wtf! We were so in love with each other!! Why did we just break up? Deep within somewhere, it aches a lot more than I show! The start of it is love, yes just LOVE and when we are bored of it there are excuses, tantrums, fights .. breakups .. divorces! Talking about the reasons, if we, the girls are so bad, dramatic and stupid.. why do you guys date us? If you are so fed up with our 'tantrums', tell me my dear boys, who are the ones to pamper and encourage the demands? Every guy out there wants a cute girlfriend, but nobody finds them adorable after mere 6-7 months of a relationship! I admit there are 20 percent cases where boys might genuinely be 'suffering', it is solely their responsibility to realize and look out for classy independent girls, yes lovely boys.. we do exist!

Let's play a game he said. And I agreed. He called it possession and the possession was me. Maybe just this one night I'll let Mr. Arizona possess me. I might call him sky when we are all together but secretly when he touches me, touches the heat of my skin and the lust that drips along my legs I call him Mr. Arizona again. It's a vile game we play where he lights a fire on my skin and call him Mr. Arizona, watching the fire burn within his eyes when I moan it again and again. It's lust. That's what Mr. Arizona means. Just that single word and in different names as we play different games but tonight he calls it possession. Not another game of lust. He invited me to be won. To be possessed by him.