You remind me of hot summer nights in Serbia. Our love started out so innocent and young, and developed into a mutual desire for one another whenever I come back to visit. I still remember how tight we held each other when we kissed for the first time in years that night. It felt like we became one person. I've never wanted someone so bad like that before. You are like my forbidden fruit - I can never have you, but I think about your body pressed against mine all the time. I used to long for a time that I could enjoy you without guilt. I think you just want me all to yourself, but you know that isn't possible. So you choose to keep your distance, and avoid getting hurt for the millionth time.