Weakness H.S (On Hold)

How can one man change me completely? How can he over power me with just one look that makes me feel weak? His lips so tasteful, his smirk so devouring, his soul so evil. But yet I follow him, I want him. He's my weakness, He's the stars to my dark moonlight sky, He's the holder to my heart, He's the pumping adrenaline that rushes threw my veins every time he touches me, without him I am nobody, but him without me is a mystery...