I am a murderer. Eternal guilt shall dwell inside my stone-heart. Those unforgivable memories are weighing me down as if, placed on my shoulders, are a ton of bricks; just the thought of that treacherous day sends icy tears of despair racing down my hollow cheeks. Her absence is like a dagger, forever piercing me. She intrudes my dreams every night, her pale face positioned in front of me, her emerald eyes glaring, green with envy.
