Prelude to a Bite

You’ve changed,

You’re no longer my love.

What transpired after that bite?

It transformed you into my dying light.

I thought you would’ve understood.

First of all about two things;

One, that my immortal soul was a tragedy

And, two, that our love would sprout wings.

My life should’ve been wonderful

After you were changed by my lovely bite

But, now it’s full of dark, scary and hatred memories

You don’t love me anymore, especially since the fight.

When will you grow up?

When will you understand me?

I have murderous thoughts now

When will you see; when will I see?

This has been a prelude to a bite...