You know, maybe this is silly.

But its not, it really isn't. Because I feel this urge, deep within. I don't have the strength to be treated this way. Maybe at one point I did, but you broke down all my defenses with one hand, and the other stroked my hair,  kissed my cheek, and stole something from me that I feel desperate without. I use to feel so sure that I was missing something, and I was so content with never having felt what that was. You ruined me.

       People say love is a wonderful thing.

Or at least initially it is, but its never been that way for me. Never, not even when you showed up. You showed me what I was missing. You destroyed my contentedness. You leave me with nothing but a hollow reminder of what I so desperately want. You control me, drive me f*cking crazy.