He was hopeless, but that was until you stepped into his life. To him, you were his guardian angel—his savior. From a life of pain and suffering, you’ve opened his eyes that made him see hope. Hope that someone would save him from the endless abyss of misery he put himself into.

And that “someone” was you.

Although, as you stayed by his side, you couldn't help but hurt, too. You made sacrifices alongside every step, you put down opportunities you’ve never even dreamed you could reach, and before you even noticed, it was too late. You gave up that future you had been picturing of ever since you were a child.

The feeling was agonizing—absolutely agonizing.

It was like a blade. A sharp and painful blade that—slowly but surely—pierced through your chest with the utmost pain a human being can endure.

And it was all because of you. That foolish, young, you who thought that you could fix someone so broken that a shattered mirror is the only thing that could compare to their existence. A shattered mirror whose broken shards only seemed to cut through your fingertips as you tried to reassemble it.

It consumed every single bit of your existence until there was nothing left of you that remained inside you. You can’t recognize the person you see as you stare into the gleam behind Blade’s eyes, rather, your eyes melt into a soulless stranger who has nothing left of their old self inside them.

But Blade loved you, and you loved him. As much as you try to let go, he’d be there—beside you—clawing desperately into the flesh of your arm as he begged you stay.

He can’t lose everything he has, he can’t lose you.

You try to hide yourself from the truth, but you can’t. Blade knows it, and you, too. You did this to yourself. You were the one who created this monster.

You created this monster that would do anything to keep you by his side.