Since the day I met her, I haven't been able to take her out of my mind. For better or worse, she made me a different man. Everything I ever do, I do it to be a better man. To better suit her life. To better suit her soul.
But since the day I met her, we've hardly seen each other. She lives in Vegas. I live in Madrid. She lives in my heart. I live in her memory.
I'm desperate to be with her again, and it is taking its toll on me. I'm going crazy. I'm scared for her.