Fetish: Undeath

I look at pictures of you because I am afraid that you would notice me staring in real life.
I looked at your picture today for countless minutes. It is closer than I’ll ever get to you for real.
I felt like I was looking at a captured animal at a safe distance.

If you knew I was doing this, you would feel sickened and frightened.
That’s why you’ll never know. Years will go by and you’ll never know.
I will never say the things that I want to say to you. I know the damage it would do.

I love you more than I hate my loneliness and pain.

As an atheist, I see nothing “wrong” in believing in a god.
I don’t think there is a god, but belief in him does no harm.
If it helps you in any way, then that’s fine with me.

It’s when belief starts infringing on other people’s rights when it worries me.
I would never deny your right to believe in a god. I would just rather you didn’t kill people who believe in a different god, say… or stone someone to death because your rulebook says their sexuality is immoral.

It’s strange that anyone who believes that an all-powerful all-knowing, omniscient power responsible for everything that happens, would also want to judge and punish people for what they are.