Dear Beloved
I still remember those words you whispered to me so long ago. You told me our love was special and like a puppy I lapped up yout lies as your lips stroked the base of my neck. I knew not of your past or what you really knew of mine. It was so well hidden. I didn't think anyone could swe through the mask; even the body showed no signs of my tampering but you still knew. But you did not cry or swear, you laughed maliciously and loved me more, or so you said. I did not want to live like you always a thief, murderer, a decieving wicked heart.
You asked for my blood so we coukd live forever and I declined your offer too sweet to be true. I was in love with you. The way you reacted, the fire in your wild auburn eyes could set alight to anything in your path. The rage you felt and the tears I wept as the heel of your patent black shoe pierced through my chest. The way you walked off into the sunrise with no remorse in your eyes and a death wish over yout head. Did i really destroy your dreams? I'm sorry I wasn't naive enough to walk open armed to you, my bitter death and my sweet end that woukd lead to a blood thirsty beginning.
Dear beloved, I can no longer bear it. You cannot continue this way of life and with all that's left of me I shoot you down, standing over your burning bodyas the sunlight engulfs you.
Dear beloved now you're dead. I am the Hunter and there will be a day I rid the world of your fallen kind.
Goodnight sweet monster for I am the Hunter.
