Some nights sex isn't enough. Some nights desire isn't satisfying. Some nights, when I'm tired, when I'm alone. Some nights, I find myself craving something and I don't know what. Some nights I don't feel right. Some nights I feel it's COMPLETELY right. Some nights...


Some nights I don't sleep. Some nights I can't weep. Some nights I wonder if my life is true. Some nights I can't stop obsessing over you.

I know it's not healthy. I know it's not normal. I know if I was sane or even rational, I'd never have nights where I felt so restless.

But no one can take it from me. Ever.