— Paraphrased and mixed from Katrina, M.K., and Unknown

Do not fall in love with people like me. 

I will take you to

museums, and parks, and monuments,

and kiss you in every beautiful

place, so that you can

never go back to them

without tasting me

like blood in your mouth.

I will destroy you in the most 

beautiful way possible.

And when I leave 

you will finally understand, 

why storms are named after people.