Our love had to live in the past… The first time we met I knew. She was perfection. I needed to know everything about her—what made her smile, what her lips tasted like, what her body felt like under...
Love is fatal; a snake that slithers into your life, poisons you with its venom, and leaves you there to die. I swore I wouldn’t be my parents. I swore I would stay away from the limelight. Falling ...