She hates it when I leave,no matter how brief. Trying to get me back with subtle temptations,those little clues left behind;the adventure to come,d thrill in d risk.I find myself back once again,this time she'll drain me,seducing me with false joy,the promise of greatness and freeing me from most burdens.With her,believing in reaping without sowing seems possible,all play and no pay.Surely and slowly she pushes me to the edge with the promise of flight.I could see the smile on her face and I know she's a predator.I'm going to fall but I can't turn back now,I'm too close to the edge,but maybe,just maybe I'll Soar.
WenHre.