I bask in it... I swim my little head threw it I love it. I love watching you squirm with hate and pain watching you squirm under my thumb like a bug. Well I suppose I have always thought of you as such. Watching your whole world fall apart when really it was torn when you and I first met. I have bin slowly tearing it little by little and now the damage is done it can't be taken back, oh how I love it. I suppose you hate me like I hate you but as I look into your eyes I see the satisfaction of my work, looking into your eyes I see them filled with hate and nothing else. Ah yes I am the devil that was spat from Hell to drag you back there with me. Come little bug let us return and let me torment you ever more. As I know I shall haunt you forever…