You were angel

You had two big white wings and had a glowing aura around you Watching you

*You could always feel his sharp gaze You were beautiful and untouched-

you knew that you should tell the others Like a gift from god

But you couldnt help but somehow find comfort in his presence

He was a demon.

Forced to forever live on the ground because of his broken wings.

After all he was once like you

He was like a sin praying on everyone's downfall

You shouldn't have met with him in secret that night

You lived in too different worlds

It was wrong

But still he was always there in the shadows

But then why did it feel so right?