“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain, when you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm is all about.”
Let me love. Let me love. Let this heart receive what it’s looking for. The warm embrace of his arms so secure that it melts through the epidermis to the core of a living girl. The light gentle kiss that will send shocks through every nerve, paralyzing every move. His gaze so fierce yet passionate piercing the heart like a bullet with no mercy. His laugh, his smile, his every move and appearance, simply carved in one’s mind. One thought, one heartbeat. He will make one’s heart race like the speed of light to the point where one can not breathe…can not breathe…Oh the pain of a heart’s desires that surpasses any other pain. Like an incurable disease. Forever there and existing.