Crap.
I sighed. He was warm. But that doesn’t help. I need to think clearly. But when he’s near I can’t.Which is why I am dumping him. It’s not because he’s terribly flawed or something. It’s because nothing feels real when he is close. It’s because I can’t control myself when he touches me. I have this problem: I need to be in control. It’s not like I’m a control freak, I just need something solid.Something solid that I can hold onto that I know will not change. Because when I’m with him I lose my sanity and all my self control. My friends say it must be because I love him, but that can’t be it. Maybe this sounds weird, but it’s like he has cast some sanity-losing spell on me. It is uncanny how much he affects everything I think and do. I’ve always been a good girl, but when he touches me I want to go all the way.
I look up at him, “Victor, please believe me, I can not do this anymore; I don’t love you.”
He shakes his head quietly, “You have always loved me, even from the begining; you are simply scared.”