Lust is something I’m familiar with, but not in a typical sense. I find the feeling in libraries, in bakeries, in church. The first two are possibly permissible, but the third? Where are my morals? I have morals, only they leave once I enter the church door.
The line between lust and love seems very fine, yet I am happy with only lust for now. You’re marrying a girl in August, the wrong girl but I wouldn’t know what to say in my defense. How can the affect you have on my be so one-sided.