Regrets

The calm breeze of the dark night in August slowly swung the wooden door open. He was sitting in the gray shadow, waiting for the right moment to come.

The sweet limelight, it was always what you craved for.
You wanted to be in the center of everything, and nothing pleased me more than to give you my hand,
To stay by your side was nothing less than a vast feeling of perfection, and you always smiled at me, and cried with me,
I always gazed on the door when you left the room, my addiction to you was so intense,
I loved you, and you loved me back just as much,
I lived in a world filled with soft clouds, where only we existed in a realm of perfection,
So why did you let it escalate, your desires for fame and wealth,
You didn’t even do it to become popular, you just did it for your personal satisfaction and fulfilment,
Why, oh why baby, did you leave me so far behind? I would have ended the world for our love,
The tears of pain had never stroked my cheeks in years, and nothing can describe the feeling of waking up in the morning, knowing you would be there in my arms in the orange, lustrous dawn,
My career, my family, my life, you were my everything,
And then, one cold day in November, I wanted you to feel my unearthly love for you as the gray snow fell,
But you weren’t there, you had left me for what you thought were your own best,
You never cared about me, your deceptive mind had only made me trust you as you used me,
I only want you to feel my grief, my regrets, my pain,
It never had to end like this baby, you know it didn’t have to,
I still think you’re an angel, sitting there all alone in the darkness,
Your beautiful hands and gorgeous feet, exposed to the cold air, tied to a pole,
Your soft, red lips, unable to make out a single word as you’re gagged,
Once so much love embellished me, now only a deep urge to hurt you flourishes in my mind,
Nothing will give me more pleasure than to see the pain in your eyes when I kill you, just to find out what it is like to hurt someone so unspeakably much as you did,
When the moment comes and you truthfully regret what you did,
Then you will have no eyes left to show it to me with.

Silently, the wind closed the wooden door of the dark room. A scream pierced the emptiness of the night.