however, one day, something happened. We had a huge fight. An argument that I thought would never end. So it goes downhill and everything looked dim, everything felt wrong. I tried to hold myself back but I couldn't, so I did something bad. I talked to the girl he is cheating on me with, terrorizing her, that she feared for her life. Don't blame me. I am hurt and betrayed. I am lost in a deep sea of pain.My sanity rode the get away car and left me that I hurt someone and actually enjoyed it. Until now I'm gleefully smiling and feeling ecstatic damn. with my bloodied hands I am holding the lifeless body of his lover, limp , cold and frail, He stared at me with fear in his eyes while I smiled back at him repeatedly saying ' look what you made me do ' This is why we can't have nice things, cause someone else will ruin it. But Hey! nothing to worry because I'm willing to get my hand dirty just to keep you. Call it what you want, I don't care. I am a lover and a fighter and this is how I fight for what's mine.