“My arrow never misses, but my heart misses the lovely times I’ve been with you” the man sneered as he shot another bullseye “our story is bound to end but in the first place was it ‘our’ story?” He had these thoughts in his mind while finishing off all the targets with a bullseye

A round of applause was heard as he walked down the stage “you didn’t disappoint me” a cold and stern voice welcome him but he wasn’t intimidated he was already used to it “many thanks father” he replied with a colder as he walks past that man

At a field of roses

“Pretty flowers that has thorns really loves you, your eyes reflects the strong will inside your heart that I didn’t have” the man plucked a flower while crushing it his hand bled as he said another phrase of words “the pain will be gone as the sunset leaves before my eyes soon darkness will take over and now I wish to see you with the stars”