Attached Link: Shattered By My Own Design

We desire nothing so much as what we ought not to have. Publilius Syrus (~100 BC), Maxims I see you, I desire you, I crave you The thought of you engulfs me I lose myself to you You are in my dreams You are part of my soul I live for you There is nothing I would not do to find myself next to you locked in a lovers embrace You take my breath away I hear my heart pounding I need another fix My life is empty without you I need just one more kiss You are my addiction I find myself in a dark place, needing one and wanting the other, not able to be with either as a whole. For what kind of man am I that desires the love of another while bound to my committed lover. I am tortured with vision of dreams unrealized within a future of happiness I myself designed. To know the love of one and not the other. I know, I need, my heart desires, confusion confines my soul. I feel it all slipping away into darkness, this prison I have built, for no man should wonder or carry this guilt. For I love one and desire the other, and in the midst of my romantic chaos, I lose it all, and as the darkness falls I feel my heart turn to stone. My Tortured Soul I was blinded by the hopes of finding something better than what I have, when what I have is better than anything I have ever known