Lacrimosa

In love with Fire...

Little by little he ruined the five years of friendship, starting from a one drunk night. Maybe it was his Lust that lead him to me. Maybe it was my love, which welcomed him.

I would be lying if I said that I didn't have a crush on him. No... It is not just a crush. It was an unconditional love that made me love him even when he was head over heels with his highschool crush.

But when he kissed me in that drunkenness, I was sure of my fall....

Maybe he knows about my feelings, but the worst part is him, ignoring the suffering I'm going through.

Hurting me...physically, mentally, making me feel like a whore..

Sometimes he is too rough. Sometimes I bleed. Sometimes I cry to sleep. But he still walks away from my apartment like nothing happened. But comes back again, without knowing that he is tearing my heart apart with his each visit.

I imagine that he loves me when he touch me. I imagine that we are making love, even though what we are doing is so far from it.

I can't help it.

I was so unfortunate to be in love with the fire... Phana Kongthanin.

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