She was more than human to me. She was a Fairy, a Sylph, I don’t know what she was - anything that no one ever saw, and everything that everybody ever wanted. I was swallowed up in an abyss of love in an instant. There was no pausing on the brink; no looking down, or looking back; I was gone, headlong, before I had sense to say a word to her.
— Charles Dickens (via hoodoothatvoodoo)
I am a criminal,
Hands stained red and black with blood.
My mind finally trailing behind my actions,
And I realize what I’ve done.
I commited the greatest crime,
Of murdering who I love most.
