You can't always be the hero, just sometimes. You gotta be the villain. "It's not love that's keeping you alive." His hot breath fans my face, his eyes watching my lips. "Then why are you still keeping me here?" I question, forbidding myself from giving in to my selfish desires. Fighting away this curse he's inflicted upon me. Somehow, through all the pain and fury. He's somehow managed to pin me, able to render me powerless.. And the sick truth to it is; I enjoy it, no. CRAVE his eruptive feelings. For a moment, he just watches me. Studies me, waiting for me to move. To flinch, to reveal how much power he has over me. "Infatuation.." his says barely a whisper, his lips brushing against my ear. "Obsession.."