Off in the distance I see you.
Who are you?
You,
The one who fills me with notions,
Notions of a kindling relationship.
Why?
You've led me to believe falsehoods.
I know better now.
Or do I?
As you continue to lead me,
Lead me down a path of shadows,
I follow.
Mindlessly I follow, hoping for more.
You've given me a taste of you,
And I can't get enough.
Was this your plan?
Your plan of leading me into a snare,
Trapping me in my own dead end.
A dead end of thoughts and dreams,
Dreams of more,
Dreams of happiness.
Hiding behind preexisting conditions,
We tread carefully.
I tiptoe behind you down this path,
This path of shadows.
I hear wolves in the distance,
Ready to pounce at the slightest hint.
Hint of what?
Your plan.
This dangerous, exhilarating plan.
Will I ever get enough?
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