• Oh dear.
    It's seems you've slipped away from me.
    From my ever-so-tight grasp on you.
    You're running from me.
    Why?
    I'm not that insane..
    Or maybe I am.
    Fine.
    Run.
    Tear my heart in two again.
    I'll see you in Hell..
    And until then
    I bid you Farewell.
    Forever.