Fallon: “The Madman” by Adriana Brinne

How do you walk through life with half a heart?
With a bloody and busted organ that has been failing you from the start?
I knew heartbreak before love.
Immense sadness before joy.
Valentino Nicolasi helped me fly and soar above the clouds before ripping the wings off my back.
His love was a slithering and venomous snake that long ago took hold of my heart and soul, squeezing until there was nothing left but dust.
Our love is unconventional.
Toxic.
Venomous.
Tragic.
Us.
Our story started with an Edgar Allan Poe quote and the flash of a camera.
It ended with a lie.
The problem with toxic love?
It never dies.
It keeps spreading until it drives you mad.
He’s a dead man.
A Madman.
And he wants me to bleed.
Bleed for my sins against him.
And he’s coming for me.