I was never the same person anymore. Meeting you wrecked my innermost well-established arrangements. A simple conversation with you became a confession of my intimate self-contained obsessions.
I was never the same person anymore. Knowing you frightened me, even more so the monsters beneath the shadows of my insecurities.
In a spontaneneous hunger and thirst, you made me into a parasite of your warmth, a seeker of the ardent heat in the after.