When you see my face,

I hope it gives you hell.
Well I decided this deserved its own post,
even if i did just post a blog.

This constant inner battle between those two boys,
is like a tug-of-war.
Lets call them A and B.
you'd think the one that loves me, A, would be winning.
but he's not, B is.
maybe i just like the chase?
who knows.
but I still find myself more attracted to B emotionally and physically,
even if A is hotter, and even if A tells me he loves me.
Then theres C,
he's haunting me.
I'll never forget him ever.
I try, and I try.
but theres a part of me, that doesn't want to forget C.
He changed my life in such beautiful and devestaring ways.
I guess you could compare C is a thunderstorm.
Beautiful, powerful, and dangerous.
You should be seeking safety from them, but yet you stand there, mesmurized and in awe.