Pain, Lust, Desires, Suspense and Pleasure.
This was him,
He's sick not Mad,
I loved him,
But,
He left me,
Now I hate him more than anything.......
I'm his cure
"I don't remember you"
"Because you choosed to forget me!"
"I can take care of myself! I don't need your charity! "
"you have a fever. I need to-"
"don't touch me with your filthy hands!"
"listen here, you little bitch. I don't like you either, but I'm not going to let you suffer when I can do something about it. So shut the fuck up and let me do something about it."