A Love Affair: Part Three

The bitch. I knew this relationship was going to be difficult. She got in a right strop today, hiding away and raining her anger down upon me. It's strange, I know, but I find myself wanting her even more now. Something is definitely stirring within like it hasn't in a very long while. I don't think I can control it.

Hopefully, she won't mind me turning my attention towards old doors. Always a good bet on a wet day.