Rant #11018

Darkness follows him like a shadow, and every part of him whispers regret. Yet somehow, I can't resist. His words sound like heaven wrapped in temptation, even knowing he is rooted in everything I was taught to avoid. I am a child of the light, but every piece of me aches to know what it feels like to have a taste of him. He is my forbidden fruit, the temptation standing opposite to my beliefs. And the closer I get, the more I find myself asking: is the fall worth the sweetness?