"I didn't know what was happening. One day we were kissing, the next we were across a sea, far away from each other. We were always drunk on love, and it was always sex that got us cuddling. He changed for me, but not for the world. Outside, across the sea, he was still the same criminal I first met, I could see the void in his eyes. I thought I was capable of changing his habits but I had missed a fact. I was darkness and so was he. And Darkness cannot drive out darkness. But I swear to God I loved him. So fucking much. Without knowing how, or when, or from where. I loved him this way because I didn't know any other way of loving. Yes, we were dark, angry and filled with hatred, but when all the world stood in our way, we stood tall in our darkness and hatred against them all, holding each other to the end, No matter how horrible we were. He gave me strength. And I gave him love. But what could love do to a man who lives to kill? I said 'after all this time?' And he said 'Always.' Just when you think it can't get any worse, it can. Because it was my mistake from the beginning, I fell in love with him as a killer, and that's the man I will love. A killer. It was useless to change him, to analyze, and expect more than he can give. I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together."
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