Isn't revenge beautiful? No one saw us making insidious promises between our lips about how we plan on destroying those who hurt us. 

No one saw our smiles at 2am as our eyes turned red and tears of glee coursed down our faces. 

I can't wait for them to see the glitter and shimmer of that silvery arc as our arms plan on traversing a wide half circle, which will come to rest on that space so close to their carotid arteries. 

We both are longing for that luxuriant spurt of wet. So rich and so red; a beautiful slash of revenge dressed in crimson just for both of us to savor. 

To savor. Let's savor our dark intentions dressed in that velvety coat of love. A love that only we both can and will share for eternity.