I’m not blind. I see the way he overcompensates for his insecurities with terrifying lies and vindictive punishments. I see how he keeps everyone at a distance and wears a harsh, cold façade to frighten away those who creep too close. He is controlling, power-hungry, jealous, proud, changeful, and selfish. But he is also tentatively edging nearer to me, opening himself up little by little. Maybe because he wants to fuck me. Or maybe there is more to this pull between us.
