I kiss her long and deep and hard until I feel like I’m running on the fringes of my emotions; they’re tearing away at me like hands in Hell reaching out for me as I leap over the flames, trying to pull me down with them into sin, and as hard as I try to get away, a part of me wants them to take me. I want to sin. I want to kiss her.And so I do.And I don’t stop.

The only difference between loyalty and love is that for love you do all of these things because you want to, and you would do them again, and again, and again.Loyalty is learned; love is organic.