Dear.

Dear Quickstrike,
  Why can't you come back and give me back my heart which you had stolen? I no longer feel it beating, you left me a hollow and empty shell. Please come back and revive this lifeless body with your embracing love. 

Dear Deathcry,

  You know I can't. I can't even if I can't bear to leave you alone. They need me. But ever second, I see you, your omnipresent prescence haunts me, yet I wish to see you once more. It seemed as though our last kiss wasn't long enough, our goodbyes too short.

  I might be wrong and selfish to take your heart but I need it. It's the only thing I have left of to remember you by. It's the only thing keeping me going, ensuring my survival on this death sentence.

  I miss you too, but you know what? When I look up, the stars remind me of your eyes, twinking gently with those ruby sparkles. Do you remember? You keep denying the fact that you're beautiful, but I think that you're most alluring feature are your eyes. It's hypnotizing glare brought me to a mesmerized state. I love your eyes, your lips, your everything.