And she was a vampire in her own way. I watched her suck countless lives and still somehow wanted to be near her. She was meant to wreak havoc but still seemed so full of love. In her eyes she had something quite different, something that had a sort of shimmer. She had an untamed heart, which I couldn’t help but want. She wasn’t the calm type no, her spirit was far too wild for an ideal human. She was not to be understood and that was clear. She was a soul that had been drained herself, and all she really wanted was someone who would chase the time with her. Someone who would sink their teeth into the raw feeling of not knowing and to enjoy all of its flavors. Someone that could love her even when she was this monster.