Dear him,

i love you i love you and i hate you i hate you. your hands are soft on my body, like sunshine after a cold rainy day. you taste so sweet, like cake or lollipops. the sun is cruel and the candy is bitter. i love you. please. i love you so much, i could never look into the eyes of another being without wishing they were yours. every time someone touches me i could only wish those were your hands; dragging down my body, hoping for release. take me away from this mind prison. i love you. all i do, all i've done, is love. and it's always been you. i shouldn't but i do. i hate you, with every fiber of my loving being, i hate/love you. does it end? will it end? if you touch me again-could i decide? to live in your memories, or to destroy them? i love you.

please don't love me back.