it is wrong to love someone who is already taken. It is wrong to love someone who does not love you . It is cruel and disgusting, but what if you love someone who does not know they are taken. What then do you do to that someone so bold and independent that he is blind to the chains rattling at his feet. The chains that rip through his skin and that scar his ankles so deep it is a miracle he can function. Yet there was something about him. He had this unsettling way of making me gush over him.My heart would skip a bit at the very thought of him.The sound of his raspy voice made me bite my tongue. My body would go numb and my mind would sizzle at the thought of him. Everything about him was electrifying. He had this power over everyone and I hated it. I didn't hate him. I hated that I wanted him. I hated that I needed him. I hated that I yearned for him. I hated that he wanted everyone but me. It was like a sick game.