I smell your innocence from a mile away and from the look on your face , I can tell that you are intrigued.
Your eyes tell it all, the love, the passion, the hate, the chaos and the fact that you want me. Your emotions have a love and hate relationship with me, one minute you want to kiss me, the next you want to kill me then you want me all to yourself. You are stuck in between right or lust. To think , it is actually fascinating, I mean you know I'm intoxicating yet you still crave me. With you, I know it is not about the physical attraction, if I were to guess I would say it is as if your soul and mine were meant to be which is hilarious and poetic knowing my intentions and why I find you arousing, it all comes down to your virginity.
I am aware that a lot girls would love to strip me off naked even if it were for a night or 5 minutes, they wouldn't mind me bending them in a car park but sadly I'm not interested. The truth about me is I'm drawn to the hopeless romantics, you fall hard but you don't easily fall, such an irony. Girls like you give me power and control which is something that is rare to find. What you give me is a power that is addictive, never enough, more like a virus which mutates, until it consumes you to the point where there is nothing left.
What I love about fairy tale princesses like yourself is you try to fight, change and sometimes you are delusional to believe that guys like me can actually change, which is absurd and audacious. I mean who are you kidding? Between you and I, I sometimes think the fallen angels have a shot at redemption if they were to repent compared to I.
All I can say is everything is a game to me, and your mind is my circus and your innocence is my price. My dear Artemis , is it too early for 'I' to declare my love to you, my one and only?
