His love rushes through my veins as I kill the helpless annoying flies getting in my face on my way to his love. They laugh at me. As I try to reach out and hold him, a fly buzzes by my ear. They try to slow me down, they will die trying, I will get my love back. Bloodless or otherwise, they will be out of my way to get to my lover boy.
They scream as my knife pierces through their chests towards their hearts. I laugh back at them. Their blood floods the floor as the sound of keys jingles in the door. I stand at the doorway to greet my lover boy.

"Oh, hello kid," he says to me. His voice was so calming, making everything flutter inside. "What are you doing here?" He turned the corner, stopping as he sees the lifeless bodies of his wife and children. "Wha, what happened? Dude! What have you fucking done?"

"Simple." I glided toward him, hugging him from behind. "Now it's just you and me sir. It's perfect, you see?"

He screamed, I never thought he would scream, what a sad use of vocals. His last breath was used on a sad scream. Help. Why is it that that's always what they say? Do they not understand that it just makes the urge to kill them that much stronger?

Oh well, until next time.