Fire ⅋ Desire

ㅡ; there was something attractive about her..
her moves as smooth as her long hair, swinging while spreading her sour lemon cologne everywhere,
her mysterious aura alluring him
her sparkling eyes fascinating him,
her athletic body making her seem strong and confident - hiding the slightly bit of fear and sadness.
The way he watched her with jealousy, seeing her with guys around her trying to get her attention.
He couldn't stand it.
He couldn't touch her, he couldn't breathe in her scent, he couldn't be there for her.
He just couldn't, he mustn't - he was selfish, a disaster, a bastard.
His desire for her was growing day by day, driving him crazy, not to be able to touch her was making him go insane.
Sleeping with other women just to forget her even for a minute - but only to feel the regret and emptyness the next morning. Late did he know that scolding himself wouldn't be helping him anymore. He needs her back before she's gonna leave him all alone - forever.
He won't let it take over him - the fire and desire..