Let me ask now, is it so wrong to take what's mine? He and I were more than friends, by the end of my story, I will take what's mine, create something your so called God would never design.
Our love had been strong for a very long time, I just knew something would go wrong. But before something could, I took them away.
"Matthew Williams will you marry me?" Gilbert was on one knee in front of his Canadian lover. However he had different ideas.
The Canadian laughed. He laughed and laughed. "No. I'm going to be honest, I love you, but not that way?"
Gilbert took the steak knife on the counter. "Come here you fucking bitch!"
I almost laughed to tears. I must have stabbed him 50 times, I couldn't believe it. But he watched as I ripped his heart out. It was strange but the heart was actually delicious. He broke my heart I ate his. Oh, he was stitched back in one piece.
I admit, he was stale when we had sex. But he was in a permanent sleep, oh god it's never felt this good. And to think. He's going to look this way forever.
This might have been a little cold, but at least I kept him warm with a heater. so it might not have been his time but, bye bye. Now don't cry.
He had my heart, well for the most part. But everyone has to die sometime right? Besides we'll make a new start, so don't cry.
I sat admiring his permanent beauty. But his eyes opened, now this possibility I never considered. This is the likes I've never heard of. He was an angry soul from beyond the grave, repossessing a a body I misbehaved.
Gilbert ran and ran, the Canadian didn't stab him. Just pieced his chest removing his heart. He laughed and laughed and chucked the heart somewhere.
Gilbert gained a chance to return from beyond the to apologize.
I had to make it up somehow, it was for a piece of heaven, but there is no Peace forever when you are burning in hell.
"I will suffer for so long"
"What will you do, not long enough."
"I'll make it up to you."
"I pray to god that you do."
"I'll do whatever you want me to do."
"Well then I'll grant you one chance."
"And if it's not enough."
"If that's not enough, if it's not enough."
"If it's not enough."
"Not enough."
"Try again."
"Try again."
"And again."
"And again."
"Over and over again."
Hey, we're coming back. And we'll live forever. Oh yeah, and we'll have a wedding. So let's start the killing.
"Do you take this man in death for the rest of your unnatural life?"
"Yes I do."
"And do you take this man in death for the rest of your unnatural life?"
"I do."
"I now pronounce you..."
We knew our crimes would be a little cold but we got heaters for our thighs and we know it wasn't our times, but bye, bye. A word to the wise when the fire dies, you think it's over. Ha! It's only just begun. So don't cry.
We had each other's heart, for the most part. But everyone has to die sometime; we kinda fell apart, so we made a new start. 'Cause everyone had to die sometime, so Matthew don't cry.