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“Chica Huracán” - Unknown

Haviland,  Hours into days, days into weeks I will still be thinking of you. I will childishly depend on those days and weeks and months to blanket that sharp sting I feel when I think of you-- but to no avail I'm sure. I got it bad and that ain't good. Why is this happening? Why do I dream of you? Am I forever doomed to ache and long for a woman who's center of attention lifestyle makes me sick? I've never felt a simultaneous attraction or repulsion before, it's making me miserable. I wouldn't choose this if I had the choice.  This fever that quickens my pulse will break soon. My longing to kiss you, and breathe you, and taste the dizzying scent of your skin will soon fade. Eventually, another hurricane will roar up and introduce herself and spin me around and around and around. And when she and I are sitting at a restaurant and I am staring at a glass of champagne for what seems like an eternity and she asks me what I am thinking and I say nothing, hopefully that won't be a lie like it usually is. Hopefully I wont want to say: "Haviland's eyes I am thinking, Haviland's lips I am thinking, Haviland's hands I am thinking, Haviland's legs I am thinking: Haviland Savage I am thinking."  I love you.

People say that your true love will never bother about your past, but if the person truly loves you, what hurt you in past will hurt him as well. See through your true love's point of view, he doesn't mean to give you back the pain, when he talks about the past he doesn't mean to give you back the pain you suffered, he intends to show that he loves you no matter what mistakes you made, that he will be there for you in the future and he makes sure that he doesn't do anything to hurt you!