My senses were open to him, my mind allowed him into a place not even I had access to. He took over every cell, making it so they wouldn’t function the same without him. He fed my heart, my ambitions, my body, and my twisted fantasies. He knew when to give, when to take, and when to take more. He held court in my corner. He was the light in my darkness, and the forever in my forever-and-ever. Nothing good had happened to me before meeting Clint. Not even being born. I would fucking love him indefinitely.
