Is It Wrong?

I've slaved my life away For this is known as love And what it means is problematic And their words cut like razors in my veins Tearing the flesh and peeling to the bone I've not yet found an exception To the one who breaks all the rules Every minute, every second I think this is wrong But with every touch and every kiss It feels so right What if he knew? What would he do? Am I that evil to steal such a prize? I can kill and I can ebat But I can't attack emotions wWhat do I do? Follow my head and heart... Or listen to my gut instincts? Someone's going to get hurt in either ending....