My Tale Tell Heart

It's true! Yes, I had loved her with all my heart, loved her a lot. But why do u ask me that I committed such a heinous crime? Why did I present so brutal side of me? Can you not see my love in what I did? Is it not clear by my actions that how much I wanted her? Indeed, my love increased my desire. I started to live in my dreams with her. I saw her everywhere and my imagination became powerful. I was unable to differentiate the reality and fantasy. Maybe I didn't want to, I was so happy in fantasy. Then why did I do what I did?

Listen! Listen, and I will tell you how it all happened. You will see, you will feel how deep my love was for her.

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.

It is impossible to say how I felt when I saw her with him for the first time. I had no reason to do what I did. I did not hate him, he never hurt me. He didn't even know me, neither did she. I never presented myself in front of her, never expressed my love. It was their brawl that I hated. I wanted her for myself but she chose him and I could sense her gloom. Whenever I saw them together, a cold feeling went up and down my back; my blood became cold. And so, I finally decided I had to kill her boyfriend and make her mine forever!

So you think my love wasn't real? I wasn't able to present her my true love because of him. But you should have seen me. I had dedicated myself all week just to free her from misery. I shifted to his dorm, befriended him, and gained his empathy and trust.

Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see,

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,

Because I'm easy come, easy go,

Little high, little low,

Anyway the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.

Every night at twelve o'clock I slowly opened his door. And when the door was opened wide enough for me to see inside, I quietly peeked inside in the dark. His bed was on the far corner of the room. I stood there for few minutes analyzed every moment and when I affirm he was alone I would abort the mission. I wanted her to be there to behold my great deed of affection for her.

And every morning I went to his room, and with all friendliness I asked him, how he slept. He couldn't even wildly guess that every night exactly at twelve I watched him sleep. I did this for seven consecutive long nights. And every morning I greeted him with warm good morning.

The eighth night, as usual I slowly opened the door and peeked in the dark. I saw two shadows moving up and down. I realized tonight was the night I was waiting since several days. The night was perfect as all the University students were having loud party on the other side of the University. Never before I had felt such strength on me, I was sure of my success tonight. I pushed the door hard and it flung opened. But they were so deeply engrossed in their coitus, they were unaware of my presence. I shut the door behind me and went close to the bed and jerked the coverings off. His naked body tumbled off the bed to the floor. I could see awe in his face when he stared at me in the trauma of the moment. Then I took out my axe and hit him hard in his head.

Mama, just killed a man,

Put a gun against his head,

Pulled my trigger, now he's dead.

Mama, life had just begun,

But now I've gone and thrown it all away.