Addicted

'You're bloody mad for loving me, y'know?' He laughed, sitting down on the bench next to me and running his large hands across his slicked back hair.

'Why?' I questioned, my right arm resting across the length his broad shoulders. He turned to look at me, his beautiful smile faltering.

'Because we're from two completely different worlds, Miles. I'm selfish for keeping you with me because it's inevitable that you're gonna get hurt, and when that eventually happens, which it will, I'll hate myself because it'll all be my fault. I let you get too close but I couldn't help it... To me, you're like heroin is to a drug addict and I'm sempiternally addicted to you.' He sighed, his sun-glassed gaze falling onto my face.

I was irreversibly in love with this man. And I wouldn't change anything about him for the world... Well, maybe a few things but that's another story for another day...