In scarlet nights I saw you.
So cruelly you kissed me.
Your lips a magick world.
Why on earth must he be so present all the time? I just don't understand. I never needed anything before him, not like this. A taste of something so rich, and beautiful. Like the finest chocolate in all the world- and I can only nibble at it. But I am a chocoholic, we all know that. A nibble won't ever satisfy me, and neither will this half formed idea of niceties. Some things are more sacred to me than they are to others... I do not give my heart lightly, and a true knight of the realm would surely see, and face whatever peril that lay before them...
I know it must be killing time. Perhaps he is not a true knight of the realm. Perhaps he is a milk chocolate peanut in a box of Belgian truffles... perhaps that is the worst comparison I've ever made...
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