sweet surrender...

"I don't trust myself with you..."

She wasn't suppose to give into his advances, to flirt with him, she needed to stay away... but she broke that rule, and now she realizes that his effect upon her body and soul is catastrophic. When he is so damn close to her lips, she cannot breath, when she looks him in the eyes she gets lost, she never got lost before in someone's eyes... every night she thinks about him, wondering, assuming, wanting... Why did she had to meet him? What if she never would have gone in that trip? Turn a different corner and they never would have met. But giving the circumstances, she often finds herself wishing for something more... And her thoughts are tormenting her mind, and her desires are killing her body, and she has nothing else to do but to endure, because he cannot be more... he cannot be her... sweet surrender... To be continued...