Quotes About Intensity

Let me hate you as passionately as I loved you.

Love has two faces, one makes you alive and the other destroys you...

When I first saw you, you were like . . . ' He shakes his head, tugs gently on my hair. 'A rainbow. I always knew you came with a storm.

I'm bad for you. I told you I will break you and I will. I wish I knew how not to. I can't. I'm sorry. You have to take me like this...

I will always continue to love the way how the fire inside you burnt everyone around it, But took me in its arms and kept me warm.

To experiment with love is to play with fire.

If love is a flame, I am an inferno...

And then there was the way you cast your gaze, A coldness so chilling that it could cause a fire.

I love you so much I could burst into flames.

You tasted like fireAnd I miss that.So, at timesI drank a little.And at times, I drank too much.But I only drankTill it burned me enough.

Now I will burn you back, I will burn you through, Though I am damned for it we two will lieAnd burn, here where the starlings fly

We love the things that destroy us, because in that destruction we truly feel alive.

Find What You love And Let it kill You.

Are you strange like me, are you insane? Are you the wildfire, that loves pouring rain...

Too bad I love you, you'd be dead by now

I miss the thrill of your self-destructive heart that melts in the sun like chocolate, bittersweet and incandescent.

She can be a nightmare, but this still feels better than any dream.

Emma has it wrong. You don't ditch your men, you kill them.""I won't kill you." She stepped in front of me and took my hand, watching me take the last drag of my cigarette. "I like you too much.

Some can't handle the fiery poet, how she rips into souls burning words into prose.

Tonight the sky is the color of my heart, bleeding crimson for my love

You are driving me crazy. You have been driving me crazy for weeks.

You keep doing that and your camera is likely to explode.""Are you crazy?" Alfred smirked. "My camera is like me." "How so?" "It adores you, " Alfred told him.

Something strange started to rage inside me, hearing you inhale sharply as I tried to kiss those scars away or etch them deeper into your skin, wanting to mark you in an entirely different way.

Not the way he looks, but specifically the way he looks at me threatens my inhibitions. It's all greedy yearning.