Maria

She was incredible, dangerous, enlightening. She was wind and water and ice and she made the dark deep parts of me light up because she was so strangely mystically familiar. She smelled like spearmint, tasted like rain, she was just like me, I was so infinitely sure of that fact and that fact only. I whispered in her ear, I begged her to love me too, love me like no one has bothered to, stay with me like no one has dared. She laughed, held me close, and whispered back.

"No."