"Till the next time she said. 

Except that was all, but a lie. 

She didn't mean those words. 

She meant those as a good-bye. 

A sentence far worse than death itself. 

This meant never seeing one another again 

and this my heart could not bear, but that's the 

key isn't it? 

If the heart is the root of all this pain, and hate the 

root of all evil, than perhaps the time has come to change 

the rules of this horrid game of emotional status quo. 

No longer do I want to feel anything, for feeling also means pain. 

Pain just leads me into a very dark place, but I am no fool. 

I know the heart has nothing to do with feeling emotions. 

Various parts of the brain are the culprits. I believe it is time to fix with a 

cut the bain of my existence. It will only take a simple lesion. 

All those emotions, forever gone, with no chance of returning. 

Moments later I am found at the brink of despair, only to be stopped 

by the woman who said the dreadful words, all that time ago. Her words

were of sorrow, and apology. She came back to beg for forgiveness. 

She regretted leaving me behind, for that other man. He must have 

treated her like rubbish. I cannot be angry at him, for it is what she

deserved. 

It was foolish for her to come back, for as she hugged me I felt her last 

breaths, and the life liquid flow out of her, and onto my fingers. 

A disgusting creature, with no purpose. Simply put, a whore."