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That girl. For days, weeks even, Ivan had been watching and borderline stalking her. His skin crawled, his tongue had a mind of its own and his stomach growled when the thought of her came up. To get closer to her, he had taken to finding as many memories as he could of her. Many men had had their hearts broken by her, and he knew some of what to watch for. If they ever met up. It was daylight, though the sun was begging to be released to the horizon; surely she would be up by now. Ivan sighed, thinking of all the things he wanted to do and say to her. Nothing bad; he would never hurt her intentionally. If only he could feel what she felt.

Make me feel, Make me real. Make pleasure and pain Become the same. I'm falling victim, On a whim. Living in sin, Make me give in. Entwine my darkness hopes and dreams, Pull me apart at the very seams. Push me to the very edge, Watch me falling off the ledge. I'm tumbling down into the abyss, Make me tremble at your kiss.