He found you via social media, and now he can't get enough of you. Your practically the only reason he hadn't killed himself yet, he watched and stalks your profile. He only wants your profile, any pictures of you, he wants to be buried into your skin, your flesh wrapped around him like a human suit. He wants to feel your heart around his back, to be in it, to always hear that pulse. He only wants to be the only thing you think about, and the only thing that you see or hear, taste, smell, and touch. He imagined you taste like candy.