he wrote the book on how to kill someone. he was so good at it you swore he had done it before, but he didn't, because i was his first love.
-he would slowly chip away your protective walls until you are almost an open book.
-then he would give you love, in so many ways. he would show you how much he cared and make you his world; or so you thought.
-then he would drop you. not because he hated you or anything. but he can't stay happy.
