“Will you destroy something beautiful, just to make it perfect?
Just the way you did with your big, innocent, naïve heart, trying to fit in into this large world with small hearts?”
“Hey moonsick lover!
Do you dare to love a human (again)?
Or do you also think that love is a disease sent by devil, Satan himself from the depths of the burning hell?”
“ Will you be able to un-love someone who broke you into a million pieces?”
“Are you still lovesick? Has anyone had the courage to embrace your open wounds, kiss your scars and mend your shattered, yet caring heart, with his own?”
“Do you still hope that someday, someone will make you whole, again?”
“What if a person comes as your salvation one day, and brings a real smile on your face accustomed for fake smiles?”
“What if that person makes you feel complete again?”
“Now, what if that person, the one who enabled you to heal, is stolen by the world?”

“What happens then?”

“I’ll tell you what happens then. You will gather all your pieces, go down to the burning fires of hell, take help from the devil, come back roaring back in agony, and
WREAK HAVOC ON THIS WORLD!”