We fell in love. It was obvious we would. He was corrupted. I was heartbroken. Two wrongs made a right. We were happy. I know we were happy. He kissed me, and I felt heaven on hell. It wasn't inmediatelly. I cared for him but my heart... it couldn't take it again. Being in love, swimming blindly in an ocean full of devotion. It doesn't matter how he kissed me because now it's too late. But I'll light a candle. I don't want to die in the dark. It doesn't matter how he kissed me, but remember it, and telling you, is all I need. That moment; it changed my life. I left the society. I had cuts in my wrist. And instead of judging me like everybody did, he kissed me. I believe he realized then. Violent passions, have violent ends. We kissed seconds, minutes. It felt different to kiss him. It felt nice. One kiss was all it took for me to be in love with him. But it wasn't enought. I wish it had been. But I was too wrong, and I needed to redeem myself.
HE DIDN'T KNOW IT. He didn't know I was crazy. He cared back. I know this will hurt him. But Darkness, you, told me that if I didn't end it, you could destroy us. Destroy him. I don't want you to do it. So my sweet Darkness. It's done. I'm done.
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