Loving you.
There are times where I refuse to.
There are moments where I can't stop.
There is a part of me that will always belong to you.
A part of you that has imprinted itself into my soul.
I cannot run away.
I cannot hide.
It simply is part of loving you.
The pain of rejection.
The satisfaction of pleasure.
The denial and the acceptance.
Loving you is hard.
Challenging, compromising.
The push and the pull.
I want you.
I can't stand you.
Will it always be this way?
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