I wanted him the first time we met. The problem with desire is that itâs like pouring water into a vase full of stones. It fills you up before you know it, leaving no room for anything else.
I donât have room in my life for Dan.
But I canât stop wanting him.
I wanted him the first time we met. The problem with desire is that itâs like pouring water into a vase full of stones. It fills you up before you know it, leaving no room for anything else.
I donât have room in my life for Dan.
But I canât stop wanting him.