Desire

I became aware of my desires last night. As I held you close, I could feel something awaken in me, a longing, a yearning that I rarely acknowledge, perhaps only under extreme intoxication. But it's a need that I have, that I've suppressed, that I question constantly, that has led me to this act of desperation, in holding you. They say that when it happens, you know. Well, I don't, everything is a little hazy and it's distorted the image of you that I should have in my mind.