My heart has been broken, torn to shreds.

I’m used to the game of pain.

Basically, I’m acquainted with it.

Some would say I’ve become immune.

That is…

… until him.

He’s cruel, hard, and everything I should stay away from.

For one, he is my boss.

Second, well, I can’t stay away.

But in this game of life, maybe pain is my love.

Or maybe I’m not seeing things clearly.

Because every time his hands touch me, it’s anything but cruel.