I wouldn’t consider this a confession, more so a letter. As you’ve said, time flies so fast, and sometimes not for the better. Going in I’ll be truthful and say I only wanted you carnally. Without a desire to make you mine formally. I wholeheartedly knew it’d end in chaos, call me an animal for still finding harmony. It’ll be a lie if I said I didn’t go to you guarded, that I didn’t whip out every defense in my armory. But slowly and surely, you swept them all away with full conviction. Oddly enough I am a man of depictions. I pretend to be many things I’m not, so I can play into many fictions. Having that said, know that the following is the complete truth, unscripted. You have been the highlight of my days, my greatest addiction. All of this