It was lust turned to love.
She was too cute for my own good – she told me that weeks in. She was right.
Her gentle nature; her upset pout; the way she froze with every confront. I saw a bleeding heart I could match. I could help.
Too bad – I told myself – I was entitled to another.
I could not help. I’m sorry…
And now I question: am I selfish?
Daily Prompt: Lust