crazed porcelain

Wild. He made her feel out of her soul. Insane. In love with his manic ravings. A demented frenzy deranging mind and body alike. Distraught. Berserk. Shattered again. Mental. Beside herself. 

Then, one day, it was gone. Just like that. The feeling, whatever it had been, reduced to a vague memory - a crazed porcelain trinket, given up to dust and oblivion.