A kiss.
A kiss that I do not want to remember
A kiss that I thought it could be better
A kiss that was not as sweet as I expected.
I loved you.
And then,
You used me.
A kiss that raped my soul.
A kiss that was not the love I gave you.
That kiss,
was not even you!
I thought you were different.
I imagined you as different.
It's funny that, yes , you are different.
But not as different as I expected.
You were the kind of "different",
that brings Hell in earth.
You are just a boy,
hah,
and a soul raper too.
A kiss.
And then,
The end.
My end.
"Our" end.
The end of,
The "perfect" boy I imagined you were.
Sadly,
You weren't.
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