The friction between us spread like wildfire...
How are we even burning when I can't remember the last time we had even a hint of spark between us.

We fell in love in seconds, made love in minutes, settled down together in hours and it was all gone in days. They had warned us– 'The faster you fall, the harder you hit".

But we were young.

A year of dampness, of stubborn rain, months of windless quietness that drove us insane. I was getting used to the animosity, the hate. You were getting quiet used to the same. To lay...