Lust

Lust for me is this uncontrollable urge to possess, hold and use for my pleasure anything that is the subject of it.

Like in the office there is this chick I know who is so damn sexy I feel like kidnapping her and making her do stuff. This urge tha I have is also fuelled by some subtle hints that I keep getting from this woman. Please bare in mind that I am not a monster and will probably never have enough courage or insanity within me to act upon these feelings, but nevertheless the feeling is there.
But Lust brings with it a tiny hint of sadness which in my opinion is mostly due to the fact that I spoke about in the previous paragraph that we may not be capable of acting on our lust coz we are too damn nice(What a Shame:( ) . So after the initial rush of evil is past me I am always left with a feeling of sadness that I may not be able to act on my passion and love(yes, love, dont think romeo and juliet or Bollywood movies) however momentary it may be and that the feeling that I have is merely something of an impulse which may be dismissed as quickly as it came.