I realized that I will always be in love with you. It really is one of those unfortunate things: a barren land of desire. For me, it bears absolutely no fruit. It´s not because you have a hold on me, it´s due to me wanting to be in love with you. The unsatisfying act of wanting you creates a painful hunger I need to feel in order to feel alive. Your lack of interest in me is sparkling; little twinkles of humiliating magic. I will never be able to resist wanting you; wanting to devour your beautiful , beautiful sex. My cunt is yours in too many ways it is absolutely tragic.