Turned out that he wasn't in love with me.. Like I thought. The walls he built up to protect himself seemed so askew. The world offered madness, I guess I offered madness too. How strange, that I didn't see his flowers were filled with; Vitriol & Violence. Then it all became clear, he didn't unlove me overnight. but in bits & pieces overtime, he grew a new skin that I could never touch. I knew heart that I could never love, and a new soul that I could never corrupt.

He knew exactly what he was doing as he broke my heart beyond repair. What he didn't stay long enough to see that out of the broken pieces, Once love & desire turned into the most violent thing us humans can ever feel.

Vengeance & Propulsion.