2 months of karma : HEART COLLECTOR

The rain fell. She laid in her bed while the sound of rain tickled her ear drums. She decided it was a dreadful day. But, a day worth writing. She thought of him. The heart collecter. 

     Earlier she had almost cried describing to a friend how he sucked her in and spit her out. He said " you always know someone loves you if they turn around when they walk off ." Oh, and he did! Like the perfectly orchestrated love, he had played this piano and this  song many times before. One by one knocking down his next victim like a dominio game. One girl fell into the next. It was the game he loved the most: Heart Collecting.