'Perfidious' is a wonderful word, somehow too good to describe someone characteristics, all I'm mentioning is the beauty of the word’s structure straightforwardly do not matches it's meaning. [Per-fid-ee-uh s] It is the way to pronounce this word, amazing word, almost sounded like a France's/Italy's word. Actually I'm a big fan of spelling and vocab., but most importantly the pronunciation of words excites me most. No exception for this word too. It means disloyalty.
It provokes my inner and deepest grievance. I've gone through phase of emotional turmoil, being duped by a girl into a tunnel of sorrow, who claimed herself loving me that much and 'that much' is too much for me to satisfy with. I don't even understand the way of how should one feel when loved by someone, too confuse with the realism and vagary. She is a perfidious lover. She is once my goddess but now she is a devil in red.
Thwarted by the lies and disloyalties of this beautiful fable teller, nothing can bring me back to the world of realness, the world I’m living now. But at the moment I’m completely awake, I’m outright sure one thing remains exist and it is so close to me, my conscious and a million times cognizance psych. I’m grateful towards god’s assistance. It’s a bounty rewarding me for travelling through the filthiest and most catastrophic tunnel of love. I’m clear of what was happened and I know what to be done next, but I already done it.
