Desire searing in my veins uncontrolled drove me to temporarily forget what love is. You walked in on me with a girl I cared nothing about but satisfying a momentary desire. In an instant love was shattered for something less meaningful than a single bite of dessert. D.K.

To cheat oneself out of love
is the most terrible deception;
it is an eternal loss for which
there is no reparation,
either in time
or in eternity.
Soren Kierkegaard