Love and Death
You deserve to die.
I could feel the blood running in my arms. I stopped and ripped some part of my long sleeve shirt and tied it in my right arm, where my love left a deep wound after fighting with me with his sword. I made sure that the blood had already stopped, then I found myself weeping. Stupid feelings of mine, my heart was stabbed by a hundred knives, what a fool I was.
“Stupid! Why are you crying when you didn't even really love me and betrayed me? But my love, you have totally changed, you can even hold a sword like that,” my mind said and then I smirked, I didn't know what emotion I should feel.