Everyday turns into a want for me. Is it purely because he makes me that way. He sees me inside out. He sees me as I am. He makes me pose in different styles. More like he owns a part of me. Is this what I wanted. Something hidden. Something fearful. Something is just not right. I don't know how I have met him but now he's an everyday to me. I don't know where this is getting at. Whether this will be anything real. I fear I might give into him. He's an illusion. I might give into being taken over. I will give into him.