Lost in your eyes

Looking into your mesmerizing eyes,
I am torn,
torn between two entirely different people.
I want to believe the one who is staring into my face
with those mesmerizing eyes telling me everything I want to hear.

And then there is this person, unsure am I if they actually exist, whom everyone shudders away from in disgust. This unknown being lurks in the corner of my mind, planting a seed of doubt reminding me of the pain possibly attached. I am utterly confused, and don't exactly know how to react.

Whispering sinister thoughts into my head I am told the devious way in you which behave, I have yet to encounter them.

I am lost in your eyes, the ones staring into the very core of my being, seeing through every mask I've put on. I can't seem to comprehend how you are able to manipulate my mind to behave in such obscene ways. I have never before exposed myself to such extreme measures, and for what?

That's exactly the problem, I have no reason. You have done nothing to deserve my trust yet I am already feeling a sense of dependence and want. No, not want, need, I have a thirst for your touch, your scent, your voice.

What is my problem? Am I so prone to pain that I am willing to risk my sanity for a moment of pleasure?

Looking into your mesmerizing eyes,
I am torn,
torn between two entirely different people.
I want to believe the one who is staring into my face
with those mesmerizing eyes telling me everything I want to hear.