He burst into my life like a gust of hurricane wind. I knew how dangerous such a wind could be for anyone in its path. The wind destroys. The wind is fickle and fleeting. I knew, but I let him into my life. I fell in love. The wind always brings change. He knocked me off my chosen path, threw me to my knees, and trampled me into the mud. I forgave him, because he was the wind. But who will forgive and love me? And can I love again? When it seems to me that life has improved and I have solved all its mysteries, love will present me with a choice. One took me through hell, preventing me from stumbling and falling, the second lived there, trying to find me.