Je t'aime.

Only with time does one find that temptation is a bittersweet battle for which many are unprepared to fight. Between the sheets your hands tread the back of something so unfamiliar, so foreign… Your fingertips crave the skin of which it felt so long ago, to savor every moment, right down to the last pore. The former lover with wandering hands who broke your heart haunts you, clouding your day-to-day activities with nostalgia. This oh-so-perfect model of everything you dedicate yourself to stray from taunts you, tempts you. Anticipating shades of jade and clover, you are met with eyes of the deepest brown and the reality of it all settles in. Like a parasite, you utilize this foreign flame, this almost lover, as a host for yourself to subconciously play out old scenarios and re-discover feelings you thought were long gone. Oh, how selfish we are indeed! I take this man, to love and to mold into the perfect lover I can only dance with in the midst of a daydream.