You look like someone who stepped out of Noir film

 

You look like someone who stepped out of Noir film

You look like someone of those Chainsaw man girl 

You look like someone who has storm in your mind 

How many battles did you fight? 

I could not understand her, sometimes she is soft, gentle and polite but sometimes she is wild, painful and despondent. I know for sure if I just step in, I might end up being totally torn up. 

Oh, I think I have already being torn up before. Those monstrous words came out of that lips, like a rainfall of bullet to your ego. She successfully convinced me that I could not live without her. And you know what. I honestly believe I could not. I love her. I love her to the core. I would jump in the flame for her. 

I wish I could just ask her what kept her suffering at night, what is hiding under that beautiful surface. 

Every night that she hurts herself, screams hopelessly for help, swallowing all those pills to cure her physical pain but none works with her mental. I don't know who was the bastard that pushed her to this verge. I would kill him. 

I wish I could just meet her before she became this monstrous and protect her at all my cost. 

God I pray for her every day to live in peace and happiness. I do. Please do not be hard on her anymore, just give her one single happy day that she has always been pray for. Give her a man that she loves and respect her to the core. Or make her love me.