
This is no longer a love story... I don't even know what it is anymore... Our story used to be so colorful and clear like a crystal... It's funny how easy it is to break a crystal. One dropped on the floor can shatter 1000 bits of it's belonging. After the deed is done, you'll wonder why you gave so much effort, for showing your affection to someone that you know, will never give you the same. Tears will turn into blood... Talking will turn into screaming... Roses will turn into weapons... Love will turn into Hate... Affections will turn into an obsession..All Rights Reserved