Admit it, no its true. All of us desired for that kind of idea.

 
Where we twist love with obsession, where obsession would make a very tight rope on our necks. 

Where there is a bloody consequence at every mistake, where punishment becomes a masochistic pleasure. 

You would be scared to let go, because you know that he holds your head on a trigger as you hold his whole body ready for a funeral.

A twisted kind yet one that threats you greatly to fear letting go, to live holding on. 
Yes, we all crave for that in the bottom of our sickest mind.