I sat on the edge of the bed and I nervously glanced at the clock beside the bed. Five minutes until he was supposed to arrive. I could already feel my face begin to flush, and the temperature of the room seemingly began to increase. My breathing grew rapid and my hands began to twist…
Love, Cruel Love.Crushing from Above.Stabbing my heart,Tearing it apart. Tearing it to pieces.Stabbing til it ceases.Ceases to exist,Clouded in mist. Love, Kills ,Give pills.Pills to remove the heart.Making it part. Removing the Heart,Thats the great Part.Without a Heart,We’d be Smart. Via: https://www.lushstories.com/stories/love-poems/cruel-love
