WHEN TWO LOVEBIRDS COLLIDE

Some call me bad luck.
Some call me unlucky.
Some call me their worst nightmare.
Most fear me.
Most scream when they see me.

And I smile.

I smile because that's what I love the most.

Their fear.

I love it, when it goes through their eyes when I point the gun and shoot them dead.
I love how pale they turn when they hear me chuckle.
I just love the sound of their rapidly beating hearts against their chest.

But when she comes along, that's where my true demon comes out. That's where I love it the most when I scare her and become her worst nightmare.

I'll break her.
I'll break that little fiery soul of her.

And I'll laugh when it's in my hands.

*cussing