Is this what we call love? Blood splashes every corner in this room, only tears and hope was able to see in the scene. I saw you standing outside of this room, watching me as I try to crawl out from this bloody, dark pitch hole. You did not put any sympathy on me, you were with your friend, laughing at me. I did not know what to do, my heart was bleeding, I cried out black tears. My memories left me untouched, what I have been hoping through all my life was this sweet yet bitter desire, filling up this abandoned love in my heart. Love is nothing but just a sweet word, false hope and lies. Today you will feel it, the next day it’s gone. I wipe my tears and paint this love in my heart into black. Forever I will not love, but hate.