Loving with passion and force.
Pulled into this trance of what it should be.
Who could it be?
I am not loved.
Love shouldnt hurt but it does.
Flenching at the thought of real affection.
The kiss with a fist, words, mindgames....
falling harder in love with him.
He'll soon leave.
oh but no this king doesnt take no for an answer!
he approaches not with a fist but a kiss.
how preculiar ....
let go of "love" and go to love.