Everything you promise... even when I've forgotten about it comes true.
I'm sorry... sorry that I doubt and worry sometimes, and sorry that I'm so needy
sometimes. I wish sometimes that I could be more for you, not put you in bad places.
I don't know, just thinking a lot about myself, about you. I don't want you to think it's about sex, it's not
... it's just the fastest way to feel so totally yours that nothing else can touch me and then... things can make sense. But it's using you, and I don't want to do