Slowly, you poked and pestered me into telling you the sordid details of my life. You didn’t even make me feel forced…I actually started to WANT to tell you these twisted secrets. You listened and you asked questions and you never once judged me. You tried to help, to give me advice…I knew it was because you loved me, but you never could admit it. I’m glad you didn’t, because I would have gently let you down. But somehow you made your way into my heart, made everything better, made me happy at last. I don’t know how I ever survived without you, but I’m so happy you’re here now. You give yourself to me fully, and honey I LOVE YOU, but I’m having trouble staying with you. I’m always looking for the next thing, and even though you make me dizzyingly happy, I can’t stop myself from looking for someone even better. It breaks my heart that I’m keeping this terrible scret from you. I love you so much and I never want to hurt you. I never want to break your heart. I hope I can stop soon and be yours completely.