A tragedy

"They say love is a beautiful tragedy, a breath for fresh air, something that'll enlighten the fire within you, but what if those flames are already lit, eating and burning down everything on it's way, thirsty for revenge, wanting your soul back even when you know you'll never have it again" ~ Alessia sorreri

"Most people fantasize about being in love, having their dream partner, what pathetic creatures they are, I may have had a bit of a soul inside of me, but if you show it to the underworld, you'll never get to crawl your way back up again, they'll eat you alive, burn you down, and dance on your blood, my soul is completely gone but my warmth was long gone before it"~Enzo ricci

"A beautiful, dangerous woman you are, aren't you?" he says while both of us round the place, each ready for any sudden movement,
"oh baby, you have no idea" I whisper enough for him to hear me, and see the grin stretching on my face. He would've never guessed what he's about to face, not to brag of course.
We make eye contact for several seconds, and then, let all hell break loose.