Laugh, and the world laughs with you.

I was so nervous I could barely breathe, the air inflated my lungs in a way almost mechanical, prevented from exiting properly by my mouth. My stomach ached so much I felt like I could vomit at any moment, my cold hands would not stop sweating. I was about to faint when you touched me. You touched me and I realized the moment your hands reached my face in a calm and affectionate way, that I was yours. You own me. Forever. It all happened so quickly. When I could see myself I was noticing the small, almost imperceptible spot beneath your left eyelid, the curvature at the end of your mouth that made your expressions always bring a hint of mystery, the freckles present on your cheekbones that accompanied a certain childhood innocence, the sign on your right ear, the way your brown eyes reached a tinge almost honey reflected in the light of the sun that emanated from the bedroom window.   I was in paradise, for the first time in my life I could understand what the movies always translated for love. This feeling that takes over your entire body, this electricity passing through the limbs, bringing a rapture that is able to revive even the most dead of emotions. I have lived everything intensely, and dedicated to you all my life. I give you my soul, my sanity, my thoughts.

Until you killed me.

Until you take my paradise and turn it into a living hell. Until you take my calm and turn it into a chaos to which until today I did not get freedom. Until you get my romantic comedy and turn it into a horror movie.