The crime with no punishment.

Remember that bubbly little girl who always laughed at stupid things. Whose giggles were funnier than the joke? She would light up every room she went into. The girl you fell in love with.

She’s no more. That girl you fell in love with is no more there. Thanks to you honestly. You’re not going to hear those lame jokes she used to crack in front of you and laugh at it herself. She’s not going to care for you anymore. She’s not going to cry with you on the nights you felt lonely. She’s not going to love you more than anyone could ever do.

You thought her love was a joke. You broke her so bad that she’s not herself anymore. She feels insecure about everything about herself. She thinks to herself every night that was her love not enough for the both of you?

You murdered that little girl in her.

You thought leaving her would be the best for the both of you. Why do you get to decide what’s best for the both of you? Who made you the judge of the relationship?

She’s cried her eyes out every night. Begged for your love from God before going to sleep. You were in her prayers even before she could ask anything for herself.

You won’t get punished for killing that little girl in her, for taking away her sparkle.

Congratulations, it was indeed a perfect crime with no punishment.