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I'm at a lost as to what to type. Not for lack of words, but for lack of beginnings.
So much to say, and not a sentence can come to mind to begin a tale.
Electricity.
Magnetism.
Chemistry.
The ultimate, uncontrollable, indecipherable force of which overpowers every shred of your skin.
Consumes every vein, alights every breath, quickens every pulse, burns every minuscule piece of your cold body, drawing your hands from fists, and reaching them for another's.
The raw, uncontrollable release of palm upon palm, breath upon breath, lips upon lips, as you find yourself surrendering to passion.
Surrendering to lust, vulnerability, and trust.
Surrendering to someone else, giving them the ability to crush you, with just one flinch.
With just one word unspoken, one word spoken too harshly, one glare too icy, one decision too raw.
Surrendering all that is vulnerable, all that is real of you, and to another.
Surrendering, just... surrendering to the magnetism that grows to control you.
Surrendering, simply... to someone else.
Choice is evaded.
In fact, there comes a point, in which there is no choice.
There comes a point, when you realize, cutting this person from your life has become an impossibility.
A greater hurt than to be vulnerable with them, and a difficulty not met before.
You try once.
You try again.
Your defenses fight against inevitability, and fail.
Eventually, you find yourself lying on your back, head raised to the ceiling, music pumping through your ears, as your eyes trace each and every single crack, each and every cemented piece upon your walls, and all you can think is how much this scares you, and how much of a choice you do not have.
All you have is this:
You've finally found someone, that is worth enough, that is worth so fucking much, that you are helpless to push them away.
You've finally found someone worth trusting, someone worth the inevitability of pain, someone worth being vulnerable to.
You've finally met your bittersweet downfall.