Haunted

Love,
I've always thought of it as an illusion,
nothing but an unnecessary emotion that won't lead to anything.

Until I actually found love,
this sure most sound like a cute a little love story.

But maybe I should mention that I found love when it was too late.

Love can be the most beautiful thing in the world.
But in can also break you and leave nothing but an already dead mess behind.

Due to my previous statement you could guess what happened to me.

But maybe you still are interested about what happened.
Or maybe you just want to know how I rose from the ash.

NOTE:
this fanfiction is and will remain unfinished