In Love

He remembered the first day he saw her. She was like a wildfire - fiery and majestic. The wind whispered through her hair like a brook through a forest. Her eyes shimmered in the moonlight, taunting him with the mysteries they hid. Her soul was chaotic, invigorating everything on her vicinity. She looked at him with grace, and he felt the blood bubbling through his veins.

He was in love.

He also remembered the last day he saw her. She was like a wildfire - violent and catastrophic. The wind stormed through her hair like a flood through a city. Her eyes glared in the moonlight, tormenting him with the horrors they hid. Her soul was anarchic, burning down everything on her way. She looked at him with disdain, and he felt the blood boiling through his veins.

He was in love.