In her heart the strange potency she felt a sudden flame of wonder only to be near him.
Sudden Flame
My Universe
I feared he was my universe. My life. He held a strange weight that must possess me entirely.
Slow Drift
That strange, slow drift apart creeping and intangible. It's gradual, but you know, the relationship is undead. Tottering forward without warmth, or soul, or pulse.
