You're hopelessly, madly in love with Me. Truthfully, I don't blame you. If I were you, I'd love Me too. I give you this innate sense of purpose and satisfaction. I'm devastatingly beautiful. I understand you better than anyone else. You've been pining with unrequited love. Despite knowing that, your desire to please Me only continues to grow. I'm everything you want in a woman, yet everything you will never have. Admittedly... having Me in your life even in this erotically painful capacity is better than not at all. You could never give this up. You're My little lovesick pet for life.