I stood in the doorway, and saw a sleepy figure of you.

I tilted to the side and a dizzy dream came true, in the form of you.

THe whirl wind soul consumed me.

Ate me up and swallowed me whole, spit me out and left me a wasted wench on a cold dirty floor.

I cursed you...

...I adored you...

I cursed and damned myself.

I smiled as you rubed a heavy hand on your sleepy eye.

And I know I'd never be the same.