⚠️Warning this may be a little disturbing⚠️

He was perfect. An angel on earth. His golden hair and brown eyes. His strong build and cheekbones held no flaws. He was kind and generous. Strong and stern. My love for him knew no bounds. We were perfect. Him and his glory. Me as his faithful servant. I was content.

A problem. She was a problem. She got in our way.  Interrupted our love. Her fat ugly face. With ratted brown hair. She stood on her toes, and shoved her lips into his. He embraced her as they went deeper. My schedule interrupted,  I left his window early that night.  Hatred bloomed in my chest. Disgust raged in my heart. So I set a plan to make the start.

I caught her next week.

I shoved my nails into her eyes.

I smiled as everything went red.

I caught my love the next day. The love in his eyes made me giggle and scream. I tied him down, and kissed and kissed him over again. Then I showed him his surprise. He screamed and sobbed, but the love still burned in his eyes. I told him the truth. I told him everything. Then I let him go. He ran so fast. He’s so perfect. Father would be proud.

For the first time in so long, joy burned in my chest and I cried and cried and cried. He was a miracle, he made me feel. I would never leave him and he would never leave me. We were perfect.

The next day he gave me a surprise. Heavy men and women met me with flashing red and blue. He stood from a distance. I smiled and blew him a kiss. Then they grabbed my hands and took me away from him. Then I realized. He was getting rid of me. I screamed and cried. No matter what I did I would never be good enough for him. Never pretty enough for him. Never smart enough. No matter how much I tried it would never be good enough for him. He’s prefect and I was not. I smiled and laughed as I thought of him. I hope he’s thinking of me too.