I let her into my head, into my wiring, and once you do that you give up control. The part of you that knows better is screaming at you to walk away but the other part just can't let it go. It's like gravity, the pull is too strong. Some days I feel my sanity slowly slipping away, stolen from me. And yet every time I see her I feel the same rush, that same mixture of nausea and joy.
Stahl
