Im torn between the world that Im living
and the world that I wish to live.
I have her right beside me- yet she's just my mistress
why? Why does she have to go home to hiim?
Why does she have to kiss me and say goodbye?
I wish I could hold her in my arms forever
If every word I said could make her laugh I will talk forever.....
Her body, her eyes, I'm so hyptotized...,
I cant deny what I feel... it's like, lust, love, it's just her....
She doe not even know half of what I feel....
but how can I let her knoW?
To her not anything is real.
She loves me for sex-other than that Im a toy
O well.......
Im Torn,
