You’ve mentally raped me. And you don’t even know it.
I didn’t succumb to the emotional rape, but I was so close I could almost taste it. You are a tangible person only when it’s a good time for you…and I am bothered by this. You are a person with whom I have gracefully fallen into a trap for; a trap that I have set for myself but was perfected by you.
And you don’t even know it.
There comes a time when the wait for you is no longer there and I am hoping that time comes soon. However, there’s something about you that says stay. There’s something about your radiating spirit that still draws me to you…like an orb. There’s a fire that I cannot put out when it comes to my thoughts of you.
I know I should extinguish it soon…
But I don’t want to.