Love
They say love and hate go hand in hand. That it looks a lot alike. It's just as intense. You seem to be able to hate someone you've loved so intensely.
When did it go so wrong with us? Ten years ago, we met. For me, it was love at first sight. With you, I was gonna grow old. Old and wrinkled
After we spent half a year around each other came our first kiss. In the basement bar. I'll never forget it again. Both without a house, we lived very much on it. Everything was intense. The love, the sex and our conversations till the middle of the night.
It felt so good. It was all right, and we both had it. Us against the world. We certainly knew nothing was gonna get us down. Because we could talk so well and that would keep us alive