I Swayed Into Him, Drawn

I Want You Too Much. I Want You With Me, In My Life, In My Bed. If I Can Have That, Nothing Else Matters.

His Kisses Were Gifts. He Kissed With Everything He Had, With Power And Passion And Hunger And Love. He Held Nothing Back, Giving Everything, Exposing Everything.

There Was Nothing So Attractive As A Powerful, Handsome, And Self-assured Man.

What I Want Is For Both Of Us To Feel Safe. What You And I Have Together Shouldn't Be Draining Us Like This. It Should Be The One Rock-solid Thing We Both Count On.

If You Leave, We Lose And Our Pasts Win.