#wutheringheights#

 

fritz

Love; of unmatched intensity, surpassing the threshold between romantic passion and insanity.

Love; unbridled and tempestuous, almost demonic; destroying much of all that comes in it’s way. Going through and through you, like wine through water, changing the color of your mind. 

Not the type which brings rosy-cheeked blushes and shy smiles or laughter and heart-warming joy, but the dark and tormenting furor of passion, spreading through the body like a determined cancer, captivating the soul and simmering within as a brutal reminder of unattainable idealism.

Love; so complex and bewildered, making you hate because you love. Like a raw aggravating wound, feeding on your insides.

Love; alive and ecstatic, selfish and acquisitive. A drug that keeps you alive and becomes the very reason of your end.

 

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Vijay Lakshmi says:

    Very well expressed. Loved reading it……leaves you thinking……

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Pankhuri Rai says:

    Intense stuff… Keep It Up !!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Umanav says:

      🙂 thanks

      Like

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