I sat there,
Watching her every graceful move,
As she floated across the room,
And glided into a chair,
Smooth like silk.

Her ebony waves were threaded with gold,
Framing her pallid skin,
Which surrounded the dark colored windows,
That once you peered inside,
You could find all the joys,
And melt away your fears,

She could do nothing wrong,
Not in my eyes,
She was everything she should be,
Good and pure,
Sweet and innocent.
Just like an angel...

She was an angel,
My angel,
The one who looked down upon me,
With warm glowing embers in her eyes,
As she smoothed my hair,
And dried my eyes,
When no one else could see behind the mask.
I love you...

I watched her rise,
And float out the door,
Into the darkness in which she had come from,
But this time,
I ran after her,
Calling her name,
And being herself,
She turned around,
And greeted me with open arms.
Please...

I launched myself at her embrace,
And as soon as her arms slipped around me,
Time froze,
And for a moment,
Her soft eyes locked on my own wild ones,
Reflecting her love... her love for me.
I'm so...

Her hold loosened,
And she fell towards the earth,
Her gown stained a beautiful sunset red,
An athame plunged deep within the center of it.
Sorry...

I caught her,
And held her lifeless form,
Stroking her cheek,
Pushing away the wet strands,
And briefly touched her cooling lips with my own.
I didn't mean it...

She was falling towards the hell,
That I promised to send her,
If she had ever spread her wings,
And loved many others,
As she loved me...
No...

I saw her then,
Truly saw her,
Dead in my arms,
Her eyes like glass,
Reflecting frozen love,
And I screamed,
Oh how I screamed!
They ripped themselves from my throat,
And my tears burned my eyes and blurred the image of my angel,
My heavenly being...
I damned you...

I stared at her eyes,
Which had once cried blood to save my soul,
To save me from damnation,
I never thought I'd be the one to damn her,
All the way to hell, where she didn't belong.

My angel deserved to die.

She never loved me.