Forbidden Cravings That Won't Fade

God, I've been carrying this around for so long, it's like a fire in my gut that I can't put out. I have to admit it; I crave something so wrong, so taboo, it makes my heart race and my skin flush just thinking about it. It's this twisted fantasy about being with someone young, innocent, untouched; the kind of desire that hits me in the dead of night and leaves me breathless, my body aching with a hunger I know I shouldn't feed. I picture soft skin, wide eyes full of curiosity, and it drives me wild, making every nerve ending scream for release. It's not about love or anything pure; it's raw, it's animalistic, and yeah, it's fucked up. I try to push it down, tell myself it's just a passing thought, but it claws its way back, turning me on in ways I can't explain. The guilt hits hard sometimes, like a punch to the chest, reminding me how society would label me a monster if they knew. But in those secret moments, alone with my thoughts, I let it consume me, imagining the thrill of crossing that line, the rush of forbidden pleasure that would shatter everything. I don't know if I'll ever act on it; hell, I hope I don't. But confessing this here, anonymously, feels like exhaling after holding my breath for too long. It's messy, it's dark, and it's real as hell, this battle between my desires and the voice in my head screaming stop. Maybe sharing it will help, or maybe it'll just fan the flames. Either way, it's out there now.