I plan to take you apart.
I plan to smash you up into shattered pieces and play with what’s left.
I plan to bitterly gossip about what you were like in bed and how I’m out of your league anyway.
I plan to turn you into something I would never want.
Because the truth is… I do.
I still want you.
Though others may be fooled, I’m still holding onto the crackled VHS tapes.
I’m not convinced.