“Fear can make you faster and cleverer and stronger,” so I have heard.
I am thinking of him today as my beast, but it is not fear that comes to mind, just the mean sadist that likes to keep me wanting.
But I know his game. I see the way he holds back the things that I crave the most. He does it on purpose.
If you are left wanting, then you will always want them.
But
“Very pretty, very clever, more scared than she lets on.”
It is true. I am scared. I am scared I will always be left wanting. Scared of this want consuming me.
I have a secret, though. I am ever so patient. Hopefully, it will consume him. Hopefully, his hunger will win out. I will not be left wanting for long, and I will enjoy watching his want take over.
You clever girl.
(Me playing around with Doctor Who references)
