It starts like this:

You meet a guy,

and he makes you feel oh so high on life.

He takes you on a date,

and you think, "Maybe it's fate that the two of us are here right now."

He gives you a kiss,

and you feel positively alive,

buzzing with all the excitement.

Once you're together, he pulls away,

just enough to keep you on his little string,

giving you just enough to question things

but also enough to make you want him still.

Things are going wonderfully now,

but you feel him losing interest.

He starts to hang out with his friends more than you,

and the next thing you know, he's standing in front of you

saying that he's slept with another woman.

Now you're alone,

wondering where you went wrong.

What you could've done to fix it.

Suddenly a thought pops into your head:

When does a man become a monster?