I thought love was a marathon.
He looked at it more as a sprint.
Is it any wonder we never crossed the finish line together.
Day: January 16, 2017
Torture
The way you looked at me, it was as if you could see into my soul. When you touched me I felt shock waves travel through my skin. It was both exhilarating and terrifying to allow someone to get so close. Loving you was such exquisite torture.