Death of an Angel

She was so beautiful. The way she walked, talked, breathed.

I think i'm in love.

I wanted to kiss her the moment I saw her.

I wanted to hold her and call her mine. I wanted to just steal her away and never give her back.

I rolled my eyes and laid back on the bed, but there was one thing that I could not put my finger on, she looked just like another person I knew, Aislinn.

Aislinn, that lying bitch.

That was the last time I loved, and lost. She ripped out my heart, and left me, and I did not want that to happen again.

What if Ashleria does the same thing? What if she as well rips you out and leaves you to pick up the pieces.

I would be crushed. I closed my eyes, No, that was not happening again.

Not ever.