~Wicked Love~

How we became these beautiful monsters, I do not know? Once we were just beautiful, before you burned and consumed me. This love between us was wild and dangerous, making us just as dangerously wild. We savagely sought our salvation in seeing the destruction of my dear heart. The heart that you held in your very hands, hot and greedy, devouring it and me. Leaving less of what I was and waking up the monster you made me. Monsters make monsters, and we were beautiful weren’t we? We were wicked and the love was something that came with that wickedness. How do you begin beautifully on the road to before this? Taking a road burned by us, that is now just ash and abyss. How do you find the way to the way we were? When...