My lips will curl in a wicked grin. My heart will drown in pure gold. My blood will drip from my wrists.
Save me.
A monster. That's what he is. A monster that terrorises the hearts of others. A murderer.
Yet I want him to revive me.
Girls will gather around him. His shadows will overgrow with the hearts of the light surrounding him.
His chest will rise; his heart will sink.
That's all I want.
He is a thief. He is a kidnapper. A robber. A villain.
He stole my heart.
Why do I want to know him? Why does he make me smile?
The questions still float in my mind. I pray at night, hoping for another chance.
A chance to go over.
A chance to start again.
A chance to strut over and rest my head on his shoulder, like we used to do.
If only he stayed. If only he never left. If only he were never discovered.
Then I would have had all the time in the world. The time to get to know him better.
The bitter words of regret and hate roll from my mouth like liquid. The foul smell of pain and terror still engulf me.
My heart is rotting.
If only he had saved me.
If only he had dragged me from the casted shadows before it was too late.
Now time's up.
