I am at risk of falling in love with the man I cannot have.
The musician still tells me how he's feeling about me, and I can only resist for so long. I want him. I want his softness and his kisses and his words and his eyes and his passion.
We hold hands and look. Unable not to.
He is taking risks. He has told my sister what's going on his is head.
He is not mine. Nor is he likely to be.
I beg him to stop saying all the things he does. It isn't fair.
I don't want him to stop though.
He is someone else's and it makes me weep.
If he is someone else's, he should not be messing with your head or your heart, and cannot be trusted.
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