Miss Havisham

My beloved sweetheart bastard. spurned me, destroyed me and crushed me into broken red pieces. I stink and remcoal the twenty-four hours we were waiting for so long, but you thusly decide to run away. Why? Why did you do this to me? Was it because of me? Or was there something ill-use? The wedding gown that I wore is decaying, rotting and disintegrating away as days past from that heart breakout day. Dont think its the only the heart that b-b-b-breaks, the soul also b-b-b-breaks. I waited and waited and waited, but no sign from you. Where were you?You malevolent, horrific and corrupt man sent me through hell and allowed me to burn on that day and onwards. Do you actually, really love me? I guess you dont pretty much since you incinerated me into sorrowful ashes and now I direct nothing. It was you who did this to me a red balloon bursting in my face. Bang. I stabbed at a wedding cake, hoping not to remember the day you Jilted me. Was it on purpose? I can change for you to ta ke place back my love. Please, please. I travel by whole days in bed cawing Noon at the wall but not a day since then I requirent wished you dead.Prayed for it so hard Vive dark green pebbles for eyes, ropes on the back of my transfer I could expire with. Just give me a male corpse for a long verbose honeymoon, better if the corpse was you. There are so much permanent marks on my trunk that even a whole year wouldnt be enough to count all of it. My mouth is get drier and drier each day when I think of you, thirsty for your blood. Some nights better, dreaming that you would come back for me, I Just beg you to come back so I can submit all the badgering and pain you pierced Into my heart onto you.Puce curses that are sounds not words. Some nights better, the lost embody over me, my fluent tongue In Its mouth In Its ear then down boulder clay I suddenly bite awake. Sometimes I ask myself who did this to me? You see I have so many questions In my mind to be answered but not a s ingle one have been answered for 20 years. My love, all I want to do is to Just strangle you till you feel my hurt pain and It will soon be your turn but listen theres a burning ember scorching In my heart, waiting to be unleashed and trust me It will be more devastating than what you have done to me.Miss Having By Kent to come back so I can release all the agony and pain you pierced into my heart onto me, my fluent tongue in its mouth in its ear then down till I suddenly bite awake. Sometimes I ask myself who did this to me? You see I have so many questions in my all I want to do is to Just strangle you till you feel my agonizing pain and it will soon be your turn but beware theres a burning ember scorching in my heart, waiting to be unleashed and trust me it will be more devastating than what you have done to me.