Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
(Thank you "American Beauty" for inspiring this story)
"I had never felt such a burning longing for anyone before I met you. I had never known what it felt like to be consumed by someone I love like how you consumed me. It was like I was being burned at the stake, the fire you surrounded me in.
I had never looked at someone and felt like I couldn't speak. It was as if you reached into my chest and roped out my lungs, as if you were crushing my windpipe with those calloused fingers of yours.
When you mouth met mine, it was like I had crawled miles without water, like my throat, my tongue, had never tasted the pleasure of water before. It was like being on the brink of dying, but then being pulled back.
I had never known the destructive side of love, like how you showed me. I had never know the way love could make me feel before I met you. I had never known the way love could make you sick, and dizzy, but also make you feel so good. Oh god, you made me feel so good.
Love makes you blind. It's as if my eyes had been burned with the heat of your passion, and as though you were the only thing on this earth that I could see. Everything else was so blurry... except you. You were, as clear as night and day, and I'd never known such a thing. I had never been so naive, so weak, so feeling, passionate before I met you.
And my God we're you beautiful. You were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my goddamn life. Your lios, your eyes, your fingers on my skin, the way your skin smelled... you were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. Even now... even now I think you're so beautiful. You're so beautiful, my god...
But you're so ugly. I don't know how that's possible, but you are so ugly inside, you make sick, I fucking hate your guts.
But I love you. I will always love you. And I hate it, because you are a monster, you are evil, and you don't love me how I love you, and it makes me sick to know that I'm in love with such an awful thing. It makes me sick to know that we share the same curse. It makes me sick to know that I love you, that I love something so evil, and twisted, and utterly fucking disgusting.
And I hate you. But I love you, too. And I don't know why, because you'll never feel the way I do..."
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