Tell me, finally—what are we to each other? Why do we let these pauses drag on? It’s a love neither of us believes in, yet what can we do about this pull?

Tell me honestly.

Tell me about your desires.

Whisper them in my ear.

Show me what love is.

Let me feel it through your breath on my neck and the marks left on my body by morning.

Show me what it’s like; I want to feel it just one more time...

Let me show it to you in full measure.

Tell me your desires, and I’ll tell you mine, and tonight we’ll make every one of them a reality.

Stay with me until morning.

Give me memories that send shivers down my spine and bring back sweet flashbacks.

Show me... I want to feel this so badly—be my oblivion, be my sinful confession.