I lust for your touch, that wonderful feeling of your hands squeezing my bottom and that magical thrust.
Everybody has an addiction, my happens to be you.
I don’t want it to be over, and as soon as your done I’m feening for more.
I want you available only for me, If I lose your love I don’t think rehab could even cure me.
You got your guards up, I do too.
But give me a chance and let me grow with you.
There’s things we might discover, things we will both like, things that will make us both realize there was nothing to be afraid of.
Cause you got a past and I do too, so we know what we want and what we don’t want to occur.
We’re perfect for each other, I hope you’ve noticed too.
Because your my addiction, and I don’t want to lose you.


The letter of 92 words…

I’d like to start by saying thank you, thank you for loving me.
I know by your side I’d have paradise, you’re the perfect guy.
But in his hell, he has made me fall.
I tried to resist, because I know he isn’t good for me.
But to me he is perfect, he is who my heart beats for.
It will be work, it will take time, but I love him.
I tried, I tried to love you.
My mind knows you’re better for me, but my heart wants otherwise.
I’m sorry.