Love you to Death

How is this possible? After all this time, my last thought every night is for your warm touch, for your lips on my belly, for your hands on my hips, for yourself between my legs.

I have thought about all of this. I left you and I have tried to hate you but I could not do it every time.

I believed you did not care about me anymore and I died completely alone on my cold bed.

I cried at everytime not through my eyes but through my soul... but one day, my soul dried up and there were no more tears for you or for anything anymore.

No more sadness, only solitude.

Hate filled me (it still does). I do not want to kill her but take her eyes out of her face with my own fingers after had cut her hair and made her eat it. Then I will break every one of her fingers, and I will hit her mouth against a brick until her pretty face does not look like a human’s getting all her frontal teeth out to finally cut her tongue with an oxidized knife or something with less Sharp. Oh! you liked her beauty face! I'm very sorry!

I’m angry. I’m shouts and pain, there is no more than that inside of me. I’m a damn beast: Pure Anger. But you are not going to realize of that. You can not.

All your love, smiles, laughs, kisses, happiness were a big fat lie. YOU LIAR.