socialkill

Heart shaped kisses, really miss my mistress.

Your voice is music to my ears

Your lips are the lock to my heart

Your eyes holds my whole universe

You are special

We might say things like ‘your my life’ or ‘I’m never going to leave you’ or even ‘your perfect’

But we can’t do those things to ourselves

Because in railty that person can’t mean your whole life. That person is not your everything. That person is not perfect

We try so hard to make relationships work when there not meant to be

In the end a person cannot make you happy. It’s you, yourself who can only truly make you happy

He touches my hair and smells it

“Your a pretty one” he wishpers into my ear

“To bad you won’t last long” he adds

I tried to scream but it won’t come out

“I thought we could be something”

I felt hot tears down my face

“But you had to mess up didn’t you?”

I try to move but my body is held by a strong force

“All you had to do was be perfect for your master”

I shake my head at him, trying to plead with my eyes

But it was to late

His hand was already ripping my heart out”

There he sat on the park bench next to an tall blonde women

He smiled while he spoke to the women and his eyes sparkled

Her eyes drifted to the women

The women was also smiling while she spoke and her eyes also sparkled

Her hand clunched the knife’s handle harder

She emerged from her dark spot, walking out into the street lamp

His eyes shifted to hers and he froze

‘He’s only supposed to love me’ the girl thought before walking towards the two, bringing her knife out into the open”