I can smell your fear.
I can feel your fear.
I can see your fear.
I can hear your fear.
(You say you love God yet act the way you do).
The more fearful you become the closer I get to you.
My love for you grows stronger, and I can’t help but want to...
Just to show my affection.
I do not like you, yet I crave it.
Am I going mad?
Do I like you?
I know I love you.