"Love is patient and kind. It does not envy. It does not boast. It is not proud. It does not behave indecently. It does not look for its own interest... Does not keep account of the injury, but bears all things... Hopes all things... Endures all things. Love never fails." -- Corinthians 13:4-7

What if the one you love is also the one you were trained to kill? There's a thin line between Love and Hate and it has never been this literal. "I want to torture you. I want to make you crazy for me. I want you in the middle of the street, screaming to the heavens, I want you unable to breathe, unable to think, unable to see." he is now dangerously close to me and I couldn't breathe. I felt his lips grazed my cheek and I shivered. "I want you.. to want me."