As I descend the stairs one by one, a thump enters my ears and the soles of my shoes. But only one thing plays over and over again in my hollow mind: you.
I slowly strip; as if to tease an audience. But as I look past my stage and into the darkness of my room, I find you not.
In here there lies no peace; nothing to stop this agony. No water quenches this thirst, no substance cures this hunger. No gigolo to appease my fancy.
I'm afraid that this will not stop until I have you. Even then, it might never stop.
My worst fear might be realized...
I'm alone.
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