Lust

Lust, it feels so real..

like having a dollhouse and your imagination beautifully opens up like the cup of a tulip. But if you stay in your own imagination too long, it might BECOME you, take you & consume you, control you until you lose the most important thing-yourself.

Lust, it feels so real but hurts so bad. it hurts to know that the love that you THOUGHT you had, wasn't what you thought is was. In all actuality, you were stuck. 

Stuck in your imagination where you were in love with the idea of love, where someone can love you for you. 

But your "partner" didn't love you the way you thought they loved you. They loved you externally, mentally controlling you intimately, physically seducing you piece by piece, touch by touch-gradually creating an arousing sensation manipulated as the thought of love but is actually the dark truth of lust. Lust, where he is the player and you are the character within the game. While he plays the game how he wants, he is playing you, controlling you- move by move, to get what he wants-to win. Win with an amazing, everlasting feeling that he has you. He has complete control over you- physically, sexually, and mentally.

And while you think you've won,

He's winning everytime.