saw her in the midst of it all. i saw how breakable she was, how full of life she was— and i wanted to break her. i wanted her to feel how i felt. so i dressed in angel’s clothes, wore the brightest smile, and she didn’t even bat an eye. part of me almost felt bad. she expected the devil to have horns, but she didn’t expect him to wear a suit and tie. she was nice— the real kind of nice— before i got to her. before i drained her blood with my lies. but the more i looked at her, the more i realized she was the one draining me— draining the darkness i’d built around my heart, filling it with a light that made me feel sick. she was trying to save me. but i couldn’t be saved. so i took her to hell with me. and now, i close the chapter filled with the story of us - midnight thoughts