Breathe. I said I’m not gonna keep toying you like that.

It’s a game… silly.

I cheated? I did. Didn’t I?

Oh, well, I tricked you. it wasn’t a game actually.

I changed up the rules the moment you riot against me.

That’s what you get. It’s all apart of the game. I’m the government. I said so

I smiled, I touched my self, flattered by this. I could feel my eyes begin to swell. It been a while since I’ve had this feeling. You then held my hand, tightly. “He picked up our little pieces and put us back together heart,” I giggled, nodding my head. “He did, I could feel it.”

I then asked you what is his name. The new person that you’re dating. You blushed, just from loving the name that it is about to roll off your tongue. “His name is love,”

After a couple of drinks, you explained to me how this person made you feel: happy, healthy, even how much care he looked out for you. I’m glad you felt so happy for the first time in your life. You’re finally being free.

You kept rambling on about how happy you are with this person.

Until it gets big and fluffy and bouncy. It’s now your new plant. A fresh one. You’d hope that it keeps it that way as the bright lights covers it. You’ve watched how many changes it gone through. How many hardships it been through while you added more water to it.

But now, I can help.

I can help to ignore your call after months of no contact. I can help to ignore the feeling of us potentially still being together. I can help enjoying the feel of being alone with no one is there to pick up the broken pieces of my heart that was shattered months ago.

I put the whole album 😭😭 I can’t even choose fr

It’s reincarnated for me

You heard that laugh, you were confused. Scared even. You didn't meet the woman that you originally met before. You’ve met a woman who was full of revenge in her heart.

I crouched with a sadistic grin on my face knowing you had come to the realization. You’ve met Karma.

We talked, we laughed, went on dates(multiple), kissed. I finally got you. You're mine now. I finally caught you. I tricked you.

Putting you in a chair and tying you to it so you can't run away. A sick laugh fuels me watching you struggle.

How dare you left me alone? Who told you that you could leave? Who told you that you can use your legs to walk?

My possessiveness have bee taken over me ever since you left. I stalked you. I craved you. Wanted to kill you. Yet, kill the person you’re with. Sent them towards an early grave, even.

But what got them messed up was, the old you was hurting inside, and they didn’t see. To them it was just them standing in front of a brick wall.

While at the other side, you allowed yourself to disassociate. Trying to remember the person they was before they became this gigantic monster.