Melancholy: About

"you can run"
"You can hide"
"But you can't escape me" he said.

"If I find you, you will be punished to keep. If I don't then you get a surprise my midget" he said taking a long pause.

I covered my hands with my mouth as I sobbed. His love is suicidal. I love it.

The pain. The hurt. The blood on my cheek. He knows I love it. The way he touches me. He has an effect on me that nobody else would ever have.

"I love you my midget now run and hide because your life depends on it"