A storm that she loves to the core.

She feels like she can't live without him. She needs him to feel complete. 'I Love Him' has become her mantra. And when he is with her, she feels smart, confident, happy and secure. He has an effect on her, of which she promised her self, no one would be allowed to have again. The fact of the matter is that he had ruined her. Ruined her to the extent of no return. Ruined her until she could see no other. He is the storm that wrecked her mind. A storm that she loves to the very core.

Fake

I feel crappy inside,
Like something just broke.
Since fake has become a trend,
Whom should I trust?

For a beautiful memory.

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. Sometimes you just shouldn't assume, presume, think, feel, calculate, contemplate, imagine or expect. You just should go out there and explode. The most amazing memories are thus made.