The pain.
You can't help but wallow
in its misery as it swallows
you whole.
You thought he was
different,
he said he was
different,
but what difference
does it
make if he
wasn't?
It doesn't.
And he made sure of
that.
He made sure that he
had you,
your heart,
your soul,
your mind.
He wanted it all so
he could turn you against
yourself.
"You are mine" he says
as he cups your face
in his
hands, pulling you
into those
dark eyes of his.
It is almost like falling
to the core of the
earth.
It is beautiful.
The layers of
old and
new.
Things you have
never seen
or even
dreamed of. Until
you realize,
you are falling.
You are falling into
a deep,
fiery,
and piercing death also known as
love.
As your lips touch,
you begin to realize
he is the core of the
earth.
The source of
all evil.
The passion builds,
and you
begin to realize
why you
let yourself
fall.
But then
he pulls
away and begins to
fade.
You are lost,
dazed,
confused.
His smirk begins
to form
as soon as it
begins to
disintegrate into
thin air.
"You are mine"
is blown through
the wind
as you begin to
realize you not only belong to
him,
but the
world.