The Confession: If Only (I Want You)

These are my confessions, bold and true. Until the end of time, I'll always want you...

I feel sick in the mornings when I wake up next to you.

I'm haunted by dreams, some surreal, some true...

If only I didn't care so much for you,

My mind would be free of this misery's plea.

If only I ignored your childish gaze,

I wouldn't be stuck in this lustful haze.

I want you, I lust for your heart. I think about you always, to my mind's torment.

If only you weren't innocent, loyal, and true.

I would gladly spend my time hating you.

I have seen you, I have known you, to my heart's content.

I'll be damned if I fall again, for I'll lose all chance to repent. You are an infliction to my being. With this confession, my soul to freeing. No man has known me, and none ever will. I refuse to let you know me, my intricacies, my thoughts. I am no pawn, and understanding me will make me fall. My want for you is just a lustful thought. For you are just diminishing my resolve, for which sin has rought.