I never know what to do with my life before you came. It was all boring and plain. I was not contented with what I have. I want my life to suddenly change.
Then you came. What did you do to me? How did you do that? It feels like it wasn't me anymore. The old me has left. You made a big difference in my life. That's when I know, you have made my plot twist.
It wasn't what I expected. It wasn't what I want. I didn't even imagine it was coming!
I've never been happy with my life until you showed up. You complete me, you filled every single space in my heart. All I want is to be with you. To be near you, to somewhere beside you.
I don't want anyone to talk to you or be friends with you. I want you, and your full attention.
Until one day she came. We were together but you were talking to her, smiling, not even care about my stories and stuff. It's like a universe of us but she's intervening. I don't want that.
They say that I am the most innocent and pleasant girl. I am calm as water and silent as wind, yet I am also a fire.
With you beside me I pulled you closer. Leaning, I gently put down your phone, not even care about the girl on the other line. Why did you became worried?
I touch you, hold you, stare at you. Those were the eyes that gave this miraculous feeling. The nose, the lips, you.
I want to stay like this forever. I know we can't but we can try. To be with you is all I want but to be with me is all you never wanted.
It's hell.
I was once the innocent girl who craved for a moment that will change my life. You came, and now you'll leave.
As you were staring back at me, I saw pain. Pain from what? From me betraying you? No, I didn't. Or pain because of the stab I gave you? Maybe it is.
Now you're crying. I hate to see you cry. I never want to see you cry. But did you ever ask if I'd spent a night thinking about you and her together? Did you ever ask if I'd waste a single tear for you? Never.
I was once a calm water and always the silent wind. But now, I am a fire. Burning, suffocating, raging.
My life was plain and boring. Until you came and make me a monster.
I pull the knife I used to stab you as you slowly losing your life. Maybe it is the best for us. For me. It's best if you're out of my life. And her life.