She came like a storm and stayed for days. Her rain quenched my thirst, her wind cut deep, her clouds became the blanket over my eyes that couldn't be removed by own two hands. Her thunder and lightning struck my heart and kept paralyzed. I never realized. It was addicting. Her eyes. Her skin. Her mouth. Her touch. Nothing was ever "too much".
I thought she moved on though. The storm had finally gone. I saw the sun and in my head the bells had rung. But heaven forbid, when I thought I did, it was gone. Maybe it wasn't ever there. Just when she said "bye", I had to meet this guy. We'd known each other awhile and my feelings for him never went vile. I never knew she'd come through... My sun was gone again and I fell and broke my amends. This was my decision and not her vision.

Help me.