Inspired by Mamamoo's cover-ish song, Delilah. Highly recommend listening to it.
Heartbreak.
I couldn't believe her at first when she said that we needed to break up.
I never understood why, until one night I walked past her house.
The lights were on in her room, and she wasn't alone.
I had then learned that she had cheated on me.
My heart burned as I took another swig of the tequila.
My head swam with thoughts.
Then I had a brilliant idea.
I'll have my revenge, once I become a popular celebrity.
I'll laugh at the look on her face when she sees me on TV.
I'll laugh at her desperation when she tries to get me back.
I will make her suffer.
*Three years later*
I exited my limo and held up a blanket, covering my fellow team members.
Camera flashes went off, while fans screamed and reached for us.
After they all exited, I grabbed my beautiful Wheein's hand, my girlfriend of almost a year now.
Her laugh was music to my ears.
Her smile was everything to me now.
Her happiness.
Her joy.
She is my everything.
I had forgotten my ex, until she climbed the barriers and ran for me.
She leapt and ripped off one of my rings.
I was beyond pissed.
My love had given me that ring.
The bodyguards jumped into action.
Deep down, I enjoyed watching her squirm on the ground, pinned down like a lowly snake.
"You were mine! Come back, I'll treat you better. He was nothing to me!"
My ring was resting on the ground, a couple of feet from her.
I picked it up and slid the familiar metal back where it belonged
My girlfriend gripped my hand tighter and I was pulled to the grand entrance.
Then, when we were out of sight, she asked me who that girl was.
I lifted her hand to my mouth and gave it a small kiss.
"Oh, I don't know her. She's nobody special."
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