Cold

I wanted a second chance. What I got was a repeat. She was too beautiful. Too smart. And her emerald green eyes saw too much. I wanted space--she took it away. I craved her lips--she gave me her kiss. I screwed it up--she got smart. Avoiding me is the right thing to do. I'm messed up, tortured, and probably always will be. But I still want her. Her mind. Her body. Her heart. I want it all. And this time, I'm in control. No matter what I have to do, I will make her mine. Contains mature themes.