He haunt my dreams and walks my mind. He is never far from my thoughts. He scares me yet ecxites me because he destroys me then biulds me. His very touch confusses me.I never know weather to leave or stay in his arms and trust him.I want to forget him and go back to when i never knew what love was.But he goes back into destroying me by holding me and whispering sweet nothings into my ear.I yourn for his touch yet i resent it.He haunts my dreams and walk my mind.He is never far from my thoughts.
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This is a very profound search for true love. When we have true love this is what it does. It haunts us, walks through our minds, destroys us while building us up at the same time. It is repulsive yet exciting and endearing. This is true love. A 10+++++ and thank you for sharing. Love & hugs, Barbara