short stories

monster

She wont stop

Its like she likes destryoing everything, as if doing so makes her more alive

Does she like to see the hopeless dissapointment and pain scattered around her in pieces?

I try to understand, but how do you realise that someone loves to ruin?

its so hard to watch someone dig their own grave and know when they are going to lie in in

You want to be sick
You want to stop them
You get angry

What can you do?
There is nothing you can say to someone who covers their ears.
Nothing you can show someone who refuses to see.

And in their eyes, you become the monster. All because you care
All because you love.

Because when it comes to her, as long as you hurt, she's happy....