The taste of revenge tastes sweet on your tongue.

Driven by nothing by pure revenge, rose from nothing, you took away piece by piece from your ex—your ex who striped everything from you. Your happiness, your dignity, your pride, your everything.

And here you were. The tears of the gods falling from the sky, washing away any sense of regret you felt up until now.

The gun in your hand feels so cold and heavy, the last remains of remorse weighing you down from raising the gun and pulling the trigger.

Another raindrop, and gone is your old self. And here is what your ex has created. A monster. A monster looking for revenge.

He’ll finally know he messed with the wrong person. You’ll make him know.

Remember: An eye for an eye.