"Cemetery of the Broken Hearted" She whispered her sweet words of sorrow and weaved tall tales of love to me. Her eyes were truly a hazel colour, like Nature, in it's prime. Her lips were soft to the touch, and had a sweet carress to them. But little did many know that beneath this beautiful exterior, there was a shy girl hidden inside, yet a heart of ice buried deep within. Her icy heart was shadowed by her shy self, and her beautiful exterior, making her victims believe that she wanted nothing more than hugs and romance, but deep beneath, she wanted more. She brought out the best in everyone, and when they were about to change, she crushed them down and made fools out of us all. Her shy interior was just a design by the fateful "God" of this world, and we were her servants. She made me, personally, believe nothing but love existed in our relationship. We had only had one or two bad times, but they were immediately coated by emotions, holding, and kissing. There was too much love, in my opinion, for our relationship to die. But, loe and behold, she made my worst fears come true. Something no man could ever do, but only this one woman. Nay. This teenager. She brought out my worst fears. And forced me to confront them, in a battle to the death. And my body, you ask? It lay dying on the sidelines of the battlefield called the Cemetery of the Broken Hearted.
