Virginia AlisonPassion drove her deeper, into the abyss beneath his skin where she mapped his soul to the dance of his heartbeat...
About This Quote
The more I love someone the more I desire to be near them. There is no other feeling in this world that can compare to this one. We are on fire, burning our way through the universe, trying to find each other. Our passion drives the world around us, it demands to be listened to.
It changes our chemistry, molds us into something new. We are two halves of one whole, two sides of the same coin of life.
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