Murder is love

I had always wonder what it was like to kill a person or two but I knew I couldn't get away with it alone...
But I knew I had to try but of course my target wasn't where I expected and caught me beside the blue house with white roses out front it was lovely he tried to take the butcher knife out of my hand I jerked away trying to become free and I cut his hand the blood hit my cheek. Yet he continued to try to take the knife from me, I kick his knee and started running to escape when I noticed the once white roses are now splattered with red. I knew then I needed to make a plan and think it out or I was gonna get caught that was not going to happen. I knew he already called the cops but I Couldn't help feel the rush I wanted to try again this time I won't get caught I won't have to run away I could possibly have fun with it.