I remember when I first laid eyes on you. I remember when I fell in love with you. A deep, long lasting kind of love.

Like a single page in a book. A beautiful passage. Memorable. Moving. Then turned.

Heart felt full. Excited. It was on the verge of passion. Contemplating the uncertainty of jumping in the void. Soul was quiet. Heart...

What I mean is loving the darkness. Because it is easy to love someone's light, but quite different to love their darkness.