so cadaverous

your face is so white just like a piece of paper

who are you?

a...ghost?

when I take-up the knife to kill you

you suddenly say that you will forfend me,you will be my guardian!

but I'm afraid...

because you're already died...

I go back close against the wall

and you,too

you tell me that you love me

I know that you won't hurt me

but I'm scared...

I can't stant that you are so closed to me

finally I take-up the gun and shoot at you notwithstanding

you look so sad

and you say you'll kill the guy who I love

several hours later

I see his carcass with blood

and you

are laughing...