There's someone I have a crush on that I really like. I can't get enough of him. Every day, every minute, every second, I think about him and he fills my mind. Picking up the paper cup he drank from and discarded to masturbate has become part of my daily routine. When I kiss him indirectly, it feels as if he's entered me, making me incredibly happy. ──Ah, I want to monopolize him. I want him to be filled with me too. I want him to see only me. Give me 'hope' and 'comfort'? Otherwise──I might go crazy.
