Fingers running up my chest
You start to kiss my neck
I never needed you before but as I breathe deeper with each kiss I crave you exponentially

I tease your lips but I don't give in.
I don't want you.
But I need you.

I try to push you off but you start to undress
and run your nails up and down my chest

**** it

I rip your clothes off
I close the distance between our lips
And finally I ignite our intimacy

I haven't felt this alive since the last time we met for the first time
And as burn you my morals about the long haul to death
I whisper in your ear
"*******. I hate you. But I love you, and I'm yours to ruin."

I've relapsed