It wasn't that long ago that I craved her with every part of my being.
The mornings that I would wake up,begging to feel her coursing through my veins. Her arms curling around every inch of my body. Oh, how comforting she was.
Some days, she was my muse. Some days, she was my worst ******* nightmare. I swear she got off on how much she could hurt me. Her sadistic laughter, while I felt like my insides were being fed through a meat grinder. The nights I stayed up, shivering cold to the bone, yet couldn't stop sweating.
Those were the nights that I wished I had broken it off, if only it had been that easy.
I can still smell her almost everywhere I go. That horrid sour stench, at times its so strong, I can taste it.
The days when I craved her company seem like distant memories. She does manage to corner me on my off days. She can tell I could so easily accept her apology.
I've learned my lesson. I won't let that beautiful hurricane try to destroy me again.