There was thunder on the night we met, no rain, no clouds, just the striking sound of thunderbolts hitting the ground. I had always been repulsed by Zeus' mad crisis but this time, oh this time it was different. Each time I looked up to you, I could feel something grow in my chest, as if your presence was making my worst fear comforting. I should have seen this as a warning, it should have alerted me, but oh lord, it seemed like you were a god yourself, standing in front of me with lighting illuminating the sky in your back.
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Dear you...
PoetryDear you, I hope that more than just reading this book, you'll feel it. I hope you'll cry, laugh, scream and fall for it. Dear you, I hope it will find you someday, so maybe you will realize this isn't just about some heartbroken girl throwing he...
