Don’t base my character off fictional novels. Not even the greatest of literary figures could capture my composure. Tonight my plot you won’t see coming, surprise ending. I hope Shakespeare would find genius what’s behind this bright veneer. “Let’s take our time” she said “to make things right”. I purposely said that I would this time, knowing my intentions are devious inside. These sticks and stones were meant to make you hurt tonight. Please don’t make plans for days to come it’s temporary. I killed this Mocking Bird so long ago, I’ll be gone one morning. There’ll be nothing left for you, except a letter torn in two that says, “you have just been used, and I’m not sorry”. Fair thee well I’ll be fine, I hope you make it through this life. You’ll have to kiss yourself goodnight all alone.