You're allowed to admit the truth. You're completely enamored with me. Every little thing about me breaks you down, from my siren voice, to my dominant demeanor, to my lovely physical appearance. You could list all the things you love about me all day. A part of you knows you shouldn't allow yourself to feel this way about a woman that you can't even touch, but you can't help yourself. The closer you get, the further you fall. There's no denying how you feel about me when my eyes lock onto yours. You're putty in my hands, eager to please me. You'll do whatever it takes to be mine, even if it means being my submissive pet. It hurts your ego a bit to become my lovesick pet but you'll embrace it in order to get closer to me. If this is how it must be in order to be close to the woman you love, you'll accept that.
