“I will come when you have nothing more to lose.”, she said, and hung up.
“I hate you. I hate you because I cannot have you. And that is the greatest love I will ever know …”
I thought I knew passion, until I met her.
She was a storm.
A storm that elated you so high, you wished you were dead; and were reborn – to be loved again. And again.
That is how she loved.
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