Haunted

Continuing the music theme.

One more kiss, wine stained lips / I don’t want to go to sleep yet / Pale moonlight, misty eyes / I’ll allow myself to have him just tonight / I hold on to every ounce of sin / I know he don’t love me quite like I love him (Haunted by Laufey)

Is it really a sin to hold on to the thought of them. Kink stirs up all sorts of emotions for me and I love sifting through those feelings. Haunting myself as much as I let them haunt me. Feeling myself fall into the fantasy. I am grateful for that fall. I am grateful for those feelings however faint. Take me to that dream state. Let me get wrapped up in the emotional pain to go along with the physical pain. Make me suffer.