My mind is torturing me. I can't stop thinking about him and what I want him to do to me. My brain won't switch off, and it keeps going back there. My stomach jumps every time I think about how he feels when I tell him. He has a girlfriend. I know he wants me to tell him. There are two sides to every coin.
Is it really fair to either of us.... or them?
Do I care?
In some deep dark place I might.
It's slowly driving me....