This is not how this was supposed to be. We were supposed to be happy and loving forever. We were supposed to be friends until the end of time. Why is it that you always have to take what’s mine? You always take what makes me happy and always takes what is my only reason for living. You make me want to hate you and then you force me to love you. You say that you’re real but how can I truly know? Never again will I believe your lies. Never again will I believe what you force feed down my throat. I once loved, but that was a long time ago. I thought that I was happy but then you had to take that away from me too. Why can’t you understand that I just need one thing for my own? Why do you constantly have to remind me that I can never be happy and that I can never achieve that glorious ending to one’s life? You’ve forsaken me. Forever am I going to roam on this Earth and never know that feel of a lovers touch. You make me hate what I am and what I’ve been forced to sacrifice. Humanity. Is that even a word that you use? Or is that some silly little idiom that you tell people to give them hope? I think it is. Actually no. I’m certain it is. You think that I don’t know the real side of you. The sadistic, evil, betraying side. But I do. I’ve seen it all along. Have I ignored it? Possibly. Ignorance is bliss. Another one of your little idioms, by the way. You never seem to do anything right. But then we never seemed to do anything right now do we? I hate the fact that you will never love me and never accept my warm embrace. You reject it and leave me stranded in the cold, like a wet puppy after being discarded by that brat child who’s tired of playing with it after the first few days of owning the poor thing. You don’t seem to understand anything at all. But I guess that’s in your nature isn’t it? You hurt so many people and in turn you make their grief my joy. You sadistic bastard. Do you think I enjoy that? Do you think that I enjoy the pain and suffering I have to see daily. Do you really? You’re the one who brought me here in the first place. You’re the one who forced me to do what I did. Don’t you remember? Of course you don’t. You always set things aside when they don’t favor your reputation. Maybe one day you’ll grow a heart and understand. But then, growing a heart would have to mean that your exile would be here, on this land, the one you force me to stay on day after day. I grew a heart and that’s why you did this. All I can find that you are is spineless.