His very existence reminds me of mortality. I find him beautiful and dark and intriguing. In the was he calls my name so sweetly. His voice is quiet. And I know you don't like him. But I can't help the polarity between us. And the way I gravitate towards him. Because ours is forbidden love. He's a constant in my life now. The way he pulls me toward me. Especially when no one else is there for me. It's rather extraordinary. And I do believe I'd die for him. Because the security that ensures me. Is like something that has never been. Offered to me before. And I want to hold on to this love that I feel. Even though I know it's not going anywhere. Because I tamed the lion. And instead of running off, as soon as the rope was cut, it just travels closer to my side. So when I tell my friends about this boy with whom I've fallen in love with. They seem shocked and scared. Maybe it's because when he kisses me I run out of breath. Or maybe it's because I'm flirting with death. ~e.l.