It's been a while since I've seen Crysta.
The news reported her head missing 3 months ago, but it's hard to believe what they say on the news nowadays, right? They're out of their minds. They're crazy! She ran, that's right.
Oh, that heartache that pierces my chest throughout the nights and days. She ran, that's right.
I remember seeing her dead body. I remember the blood that flooded every gap from the floor. But, she ran, right?
No, she didn't run.
Yes. She did run away, I saw her! But why was she running?
All I did was catch her and there she was on the floor. Perhaps she fell asleep?
Even before that, she was running! Meaning she had to leave running after!
Oh god. Why was I holding a knife?
Wait, I was cutting tomato? That explains the red fluid that surrounded her neck!
So, she did run away.
She ran, that's right.
I can't stop thinking bout her. She used to be my soul mate. Until I saw her with that gal by the liquor. That's right. She held tight against his chest.
All of a sudden, a faintly voice screamed. It got louder and louder, but the phrase was the same. It was saying, "Please, please let me out."
Ah, it's just Kaylien.
My beauty. The girl who fills my heart with joy and passion. Its her beauty that devours my soul every time I look at her. Blonde hair, light skin, curly hair, smooth skin, and salty water running down her eyes to her mouth.
"Please. Please. Let me out of here."
These girls are just unforgettable with such beauty they show. All I wish is to have their beauty sit by me forever.
"No! Get your hands off my hair! Ow! Don't pull it upwards! Stop it!"
All I wish is to see them forever.
Isn't that right, Crysta? Yes I'm talking to you, silly. You are laying right next to me.