All my life, I knew that I needed a love that had adventure, romance, passion and even a little bit of danger.
When I first met him I knew he was different than the boys I have dated, the men I had kissed. His eyes held the promise of havoc on any innocent soul he would touch.
In that moment I knew that I had found what I was looking for. I found my muse.
Finding my muse was easy, but letting go of him when I knew it was too much was the hardest part and I am still struggling.
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