Tall and slender. Eyes through which,
One could see rage.
A sadist— He was called
An angel— He looked like.
A devil had never been more beautiful.
It was certain, that the ride was to be
A bumpy one.
Though quiet, adventures excited her
And not everyone knew so.
Holding their gazes,
She walked to what could be,
Either terrible or terribly beautiful.
“It was bittersweet”, she’d say after.
The end was the most bitter part, above all.
Random one. No, no failed relationship for I’ve never been in one. ( haha )