July 24, 2010

I always thought I wanted a happy ending to my romance. It's only off late that I realised that I don't really want an ending. I want it to go on...and on. But here's the catch. I've control over "my" romance, but not "ours". It takes two to Tango. And that is where it catches fire and threatens to burn itself down to dry ash.

Burn in hell, please.

As you leave, without a soul by your side,  I hope you finally saw the dark side of your deeds. The curses that turned to flame will continu...