She had a stunning yellow dress, beautiful amber eyes, and the brightest smile ever. You'd think she was a glamorous flower, an hourglass filled with the purest sand on the world.
But you're wrong, even the most innocent of sheep could be a wolf under its fur. Her words wounded my little sugar-coated heart without mercy. What I thought was honey...turned out to be poison.
Fake words such as "I love you", "You're the only one" and "I'm only yours" made me the stupid girl I am now. Her voice never leaves my mind, just like the echoing in a cave.
I torture myself when I think about her, she was my everything...now she belongs to someone else. I wish to get her back, my loving angel.
We know she's bad for us, but her sweet tone persuades anyone around her. If only I could kiss her poisoned lips one last time...
that's my last wish before I go, make me the happiest woman alive for one last night, even if you intended to play with my fragile feelings.
I hope our memories stay intact after we have parted our ways...My mistress in yellow.