Am I in love with him or just infatuated by the attention he gives me? The attention i've always been craving. I’m hooked to him though, sadly I’m ashamed of that. Ashamed of how I deal with the constant hurt feelings, mixed signals, and the immaturity. I do love him though, but not in love with him you know? That takes time. Something always draws me back to him when I want to leave what is it though? The look he gives me that runs chills down my spine? His perfect face and smile? The pathetic apology I accept? The “I love you” that has no meaning behind it? Or maybe it's the way he tells me how beautiful I am, his talent, how exquisite he is, or how he’s accepting. In my opinion I treat him very well, too well. I constantly try to keep him happy.. even when I am not happy. I put him and his feelings first, I probably always will. Sometimes I truly do think that he loves me… when his actions finally back up his words. How he stares at me expressing how beautiful I am and how much he loves me with believable words. When my naked body is exposed to him and he gently tattoos it with his tongue, spreading pleasure to every inch of my body I can’t help but crave him even more. Why am I so fascinated by him but it feels like he doesn’t feel the same? He is ashamed of me because of how society looks upon us. But it’s you and me against the world.. that was extremely cliché. We have more good days than bad, I wouldn’t trade my relationship for anything. Did I mention that he is my world? He is my everything. After all I do put this man on a pedestal.
