Love has no law, but reason never stops judging me.
Every time my eyes meet his, morality collapses — and I hate what I feel.
He taught me how to live… how to love.
But not how to love him.
What I feel isn't normal, I know that.
But since when does the heart listen to reason?
Shame burns me, but his absence kills me.
Between him and me, there's only one step…
and a whole world we mustn't cross.
Society calls it a sin.
My heart calls it the truth.
This isn't love.
It's a war between my soul and my desires.
The forbidden has never felt so sweet as in his arms.
I know I shouldn't look at him that way…
But he makes me feel alive.
I know it's wrong.
So why can't I walk away?
He raised me, protected me, loved me like a daughter…
And maybe that's the worst part.
Because I no longer see him that way.
Morality tells me to run.
But my heart and body crave him.
We walk on the edge of sin, between duty and desire.
Love isn't pure, it's human.
And humans, sometimes, are monstrous.
It's not the forbidden that burns me,
it's the way he looks at me…
as if I belong to him.
Right and wrong blur when his breath brushes mine.
He is my sin, my prison,
and my refuge.
And despite everything…
I feel good when he's with me.
He is my father's friend, the man who raised me… my damnation and my forbidden.
And yet, I already know I would follow him anywhere, even to hell.