It was 1 in the morning two days later and I still couldn't stop thinking about her. I guess that's what you call love. That dazzling girl just took my heart and devoured it. I should have shut my yap when I had the chance. But noooo, I just kept the insults rolling. I didn't actually feel the way I said I did. in reality I would have thrown myself on the floor at her feet and cried like a bitch. I would have begged her to take me back. She was my world, my everything, my obsession and my life force. My friends had all warned me about her. I should have listened. I don't regret any of it though. The kisses rocked my universe, her very touch was like the grace of an angel. But I guess I shot the angel....
