16 May 2012
Love struck. Hit so hard. A stroke of luck. Let me feel.
She's dry as stone. Makes me feel all alone. Desperate for a reaction. Want her to feel something.
She feels nothing. Cold as a corpse. I shake her too hard. I beg her, please just love me!
Tears form, as she starts. Crying in first emotion. A sigh of relief. I made her feel real emotion.
Sorry my darling, my love. I didn't mean to make you cry, oh pretty love. Wanted you to love me. Now all you do is hate me.
I hate myself for loving you so much.
Accident • Opuss № I