Wicked Fantasy, by *~Mik@y1@~* Subscribe to rss feed for  *~Mik@y1@~*

I’m trapped within
A sick fantasy.
One from which
I may never be free.
I was greedy,
I kept wanting more.
I sought much attention,
So I could feel adored.

Robert, you’re my Edward;
The person that keeps me alive.
The one I’m so addicted to,
The pulse of my life.
I love you so fervently,
With every beat of my heart.
My life would be destroyed,
If you ever did depart.

Sam, you’re my Jacob;
The person that drives me wild.
My best friend,
Whom I’ve loved for quite a while.
You were always there
When I needed you the most;
Without you I’d be nothing,
Just an empty, aimless ghost.

I love you both
And you both love me.
You’ve cared, supported,
Helped me become free.
You built me up
From the ground,
Kept me together,
And then another came around.

Cameron, you’re my kryptonite;
The one I can’t resist.
Your touch, your smile,
Puts me in a state of bliss.
Like a moth and a flame,
My attraction to you won’t die.
You’re always on my mind
And I don’t know why.

This wicked fantasy
Is the story of my life.
It’s not some movie
That will begin and end;
And then I’ll never see again.
This is me, it is my lot.
I just don’t understand
How in this I got caught.  ©
Posted: 2013-01-20 18:25:41 UTC

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2013-01-28 01:03:53Laura Glossop
brilliant

2013-04-07 05:49:38Natural_beauty_Ashe
I agree ^^