She walked as if death was at her heels, always looking forward, unstoppable.

When I first met her, it felt like a scene right out of the movies. I was star stuck, had to have her, not as a trophy but as a life partner. To have and to hold.

It wasn't her body, her eyes or lips... It was the way she carried herself, proud of what she has because she worked for it. That radiant glow attracted me like a moth to a flame, in which case I have been Burned...