The Need to be loved

We are playing a game that only you can win. Russian Roulette with a loaded gun, as my moments get shorter and my breath gets heavier, the touches of blade covered hands caress my every inch. You look right at me with peircing eyes. you lean in for a fire filled kiss, burning so deep my soul sweats for your love. I wait as you point your gun at me and BOOM. I love you too I say hesitantly.