Indeed, The love of a devil is a curse and a call to those horrendously irresistible desires.
What I was trying to deny so hard, hits me hard. The irrefutable reality I was trying to deny hits me with much more force than before, taking me to the world of enigmatic thoughts. What I was neglecting became the beautiful emotion I wasn’t prepared to face. I could feel those strange sensations bubbling up inside along with the bliss of his touch gushing through me. The way his lips swayed me is incomprehensible and now is not the time to think about those things. I have to think whether I still want to live in denial or perhaps it’s the time to accept what my heart actually feels.
How long could I keep that feeling inside me? One day, the love buried inside me would be dug out and now is th
