Heart of Ice

When life breaks You apart.

Heart of ice

 

I lost control.

I looked at my devil who was smiling at me, beaming broadly showing his dirty red fangs.

It’s all just one silly imagination. More like a dream actually.

I was listening to the music, his music. I was dancing all the way to the floor and everyone was just watching me. Watching every single step, I take, looking at my smooth legs, my perfectly shaped arse and my flawless face. Everyone wants to hold me like dean did. Everyone wants to kiss me like dean did. He was holding me between his hands as if showing off with a prize he won. I was a possession to him when he was everything to me. Why?

I don’t know! Many of us just don’t and we continue with it anyway hoping that it (the situation) will change.

Yes, it does change.

Especially when I saw him kissing my best friend holding her tight under a tree.

And you know what hurts more?

Her surrendering to his evil desires and kissing him back. That’s how to lose two birds with one stone.

That’s how you can turn a girl’s heart into ice. Just a damn useless heart made of ice.

So, I did what I did and I don’t regret it. I took revenge and my devil planned it for me.

For What I did is more than anything you can possibly imagine so Don’t lose focus or the timing. It was all about the timing ….