00. Old Friend

These feelings for him were out of my control...no power over them whatsoever. No matter how many times I tell myself 'It's wrong', I can't help but find myself wanting him in every possible way. Needing him...whether it's sexual or non-sexual like fire needing gasoline to keep burning alive. Like a match wanting nothing but the sweet relief of fire enveloping its body, the way human beings need oxygen to breathe. I want nothing more than to just have him all to myself...even if its wrong.