A little story.

The boy I love has let me down.

How does he disappoint?

By breathing!

I want to kill him with my own stiff hands from the cold northern winter. He's the worst person I've ever loved, even though he's the second one, and maybe the former is so young and hasn't experienced life, that's why he's so good. I can't even have him in my dreams, that's what makes me fall in love with him even more, like becoming a pervert like becoming possessive more than anyone. That night I went to his house, as usual I gave him a box of cakes that I made myself and with a smile on my face, I locked him in a secret cellar. Just like that, he was mine forever. And I woke up in bed, I was startled to realize it was just a dream... It's because I was so madly in love with him, wanting to monopolize him for my own that I can't even imagine Yes, I dreamed about all of that. The story ends with my regret and with me realizing how stupid I was to give love from one side only. But I still can't accept it, why doesn't my heart turn to you? That question haunted me every night that I couldn't sleep thinking about it. After 2 weeks I made a decision...Perhaps it was the most important decision of my life. If you can't hand me your heart, I'll make it myself. Tuesday night came in front of his apartment, it was so dark and gloomy that day. E entered his door with a really confused mood, seeing him open the door, he looked the same as usual, always radiating a light that requires eyes, that light can have people when in love. Only someone can see it... I'm out of emotions \=))))

P / s: this is a conversation between me and my friend, in a random moment, 2 writers wrote this paragraph:>

- If you have feelings, you can continue to write the ending for the story in the comments below, I will read it.

- Bye -

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