Sometimes, A Devil Can Make An Angel
He was devouring me with his eyes. Taking me in from afar. He was like a kaleidoscope of memories. So perfect, flawless and so much like an angel. Just standing there, watching me.
A part of me warned me this would happen, he would change, but another part was yelling me to take a risk and an angelic risk like him always turns to be the best. Until, it's not.
It was everything he said or did. He made me feel safe and unsafe at the same time. We become each others lifeline. It was like a daydream not ending, nightmare not staring.
His world moved too fast, burned too bright. But I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you toward someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you? Maybe he knew that when he saw me. I guess I just lost my balance. I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him. It was losing me I don't know if you know who you are until you lose who you are.
And Angel Knight wasn't ready to lose me, not just yet.
Cover credit - averysummers