"What the fuck is this?" I swear this thought screamed so loud in my head that my skull cracked.

I stared into the screen in disbelief.

You have no idea how much you had taken away from me. I despise two-face. I despise pretender. I despise outright liar.

I despise myself who can't get over the past.

But you are off limit.

He shone, fame took a part of him away. You took a little-little part of him away. I don't know how. Then, she took a little part of him away. He was shaken. She moved him, she took every part of him away.

(Yes, even if nothing happened, I would still lose him, but...)

These are the only memories I had of 'us'. I can no longer build them, I can no longer recompose them, I can no longer derive any emotions from them... or rather, I am not supposed to. I know my limits.

So, can I, the very least, be allowed to keep these... these very little memories, belonging to me. Mine. That little doodle I did. Little, but it means alot.

Please do not take any part away. It can't be shared.

I am at lost with this very out-of-control emotion. I felt robbed. I felt dug out. I felt pain. I am shaking with fear, dont-know-what-to-do, tears... How did all the crazy crying start again...

Got sick of colours. :(

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Inspiration from Exuvalia and mintypeach.