"Don't fall in love with me."
"Why not?", she said. Her eyes full of confusion.
"Because I have storms in my heart, and hurricanes in my mind. They rage fiercely within me. And sometimes I can't contain them. And you need to be as far away from me as possible."
"Well there's a problem.", she almost whispered while looking at me intently."
I asked "what's the problem?"
She said, "I love storms. And I love you."
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