I'll be watching you.

And I'll love her till I die.

Then suddenly, it became warped, our sweetness turned quickly to extreme sour... Not even kidding, go get sour punch straws, a whole pack, and put them all in your mouth at once... That taste didn't even began to compare.. Also, don't be a jackass and say that they aren't sour, because if they weren't then you fucking cheated and only had one so, go to hell. Sorry, sorry.. I can be bitter when it comes to her. We had it so, so good. I was living in a fairytale and it seemed like it would never end. But she started picking up on my ways, my gestures of affection became annoying, I became angry, still I wanted her. I lusted for her. No attention was ever enough, I wanted to be with her twenty four hours a day, I gave her cute nicknames, my mom called me obsessed, oh mom, I thought.... If only you knew what real loved felt like.. She had became my best friend, my obsession, I had never loved another being so much.. I began to think I'd even kill for her.