cursed love

I never thought anyone would love me….
I would have tried to avoid this, but did I want to?
My love is a curse, everyone I love dies.
I don’t want it to happen to him.

He is charming in everyway.
His enchanting whitish-blue eyes.
His perfectly pale skin.
His long black hair.
This was never supposed to happen.
There were so many things blocking the way, I never thought it would.
But it did.

We both we outcasts.
But for different reasons.
He was the mysterious, too good for anyone freak.
I was the most likely to end up a sociopath.

His kiss, so gentle yet passionate.
Soft lips, keep me alive…
Nothing could split us apart…

But now my worse nightmare has come…
I am trapped here…
Watching as the dagger is coming closer to his sculpted chest…
My eyes are forced open
I know I’m next, but I don’t care
He mouths “I will always love you...”
A tear drips down from my purple eye…
“I love you too…”