The Sin of Loving You
For my Dragonide girl,
If loving you was a sin,
I'd never ask for forgiveness.
I've tried to stay away,
told myself this was too much,
too deep, too dangerous to feel.
But you,
you ruin every attempt at distance.
Every time I try to forget you,
my heart stages a quiet rebellion.
I don't want the version of love that's safe,
the kind that fits neatly into sentences.
I want the kind that consumes,
that keeps me awake,
that makes me question everything
I thought I knew about control.
You didn't just enter my life.
You invaded it.
And I let you.
I let you rearrange everything
I was into everything I am now.
So, no,
I won't apologize for wanting you this much.
Some hungers were never meant to be tamed.
— your little wolf