What a tragedy! A complete tragedy! I thought dying for good would put an end to everything. Who could have guessed that when I opened my eyes, I would find myself inside my nemesis? Being entangled with the person I hate most is bad enough, but the real misery is that the one I love is right before me, and I can only bury my feelings deep inside.
Ugh, being tangled up with someone I hate is unbearable, but worse still, those eyes that once gazed at me with affection now blaze with hatred, scorching my heart.
We are clearly drawn to each other, yet we insist on putting on a grand show of loving and killing each other. Is that not tragic enough?
