Corners x6 (whispering)

I love how perfect the corners of a room are (pause) three lines travelling all that way to meet at one point, three strangers travelling all that way and then going back (pause) nevertheless creating a place which my eyes can’t miss.

It usually stays in the corners of most of the spaces you are in, places frequented by humans. 
It is there waiting (a short pause, emphasis on the word) observing, looking for right moment to abuse your curiousness. It is reluctant to come in contact at first, gives past instances.

It knows and lets you know that being in its contact might destroy you, but you still let it in with a receptive outlook.

Corners are such a tiny space, yet they hold so may holes

It creates a certain kind of high, you become acclimated to all its habits; you get used to the high, the lines of a corner now bend and create a mountain top. The entity holds your hand, takes you to the summit and then abandons you for another host, or rather develops the ability to sustain itself (pause) all alone. Yet you are in a state of grave satisfaction.

(whisper) Why? 

A predicament where you willingly gave away your resources. You develop a bit of, how shall i put it(a short pause) Distrust.Be that as it may, is there any valid reason why you wouldn't let this entity back in?

We’ll make sure to keep it in the corner and not miss this time though.

(whisper) Hope you don’t miss