Worship and weep

Description: You sit there staring, knowing you’ll never deserve or touch someone like me. all you get is the privilege of watching and paying, because that’s the only role you have; admiring from a distance while i enjoy being completely out of your reach. you’re hooked on the fantasy: worshipping, spending, and stroking to someone far beyond you, knowing i don’t need you and barely think about you once it’s over. that’s what makes it addictive....the power i have without trying, the way you keep coming back just to look, ache, and devote your attention to perfection you’ll never actually have. and when you think you might get relief, i remind you of the truth, you’re here to watch, to crave, and to stay denied because the fantasy of me owning your attention is all you’ll ever really get.