Taken

I sit here thinking..not about you but about some other. it feels wrong but i cant help it. i am taken and he is taken,but yet we hold eachother from time to time.we kiss ocasionally.oh how i love his soft lips;the feel of them pressed against mine.Yet i feel horrible as soon as we part.For he is are taken and I am taken. He is taken..and I am taken, so it is wrong..IT is wrong for me to think these thoughts and to do the things we do,But we all know that i will continue to do them.