"What if I was yours?" she questions me looking directly in my eyes. The surrounding around us disappearing. The noise, the crowd, about which I was complaining before don't bother me anymore. Her eyes playing their tricks again. Tugging and drawing me into abyss. Luring me in, in hope of unveiling my darkest secrets. She is exactly where I need her to be and I am exactly where I want to be, close to her. She thinks between us I have the upper hand. Little does she know I have happily lost myself to her, long ago.