Of Course it Would Be.

If he’d broken contact with my skin, I would have died. I wish it never started, because now I know what the ultimate pleasure was. I wish he didn’t have to break contact with my skin, but inevitably it will happen and I think I know it, although I wish with all my heart it were not true. My fault, his fault, it did not matter. Will I ever be able to love properly, to love genuinely. Did