She protected him, for years,
Steering him from unnecessary pain,
Knowing all this secrets,
And falling in love.

He was the only one who knew
That she was an angel,
The only one who saw her snow white wings,
And the only one who knows what happened
Before she became an angel.

She knows him, better than anyone,
She was always there when he needed her,
She comforted him, held him while he cried,
She was always there to help him up,
Not once did she ever fail to be there when he called,
Not once did she ever betray him.

He trusted her with his everything,
He told her his secret, and of what happed those nights,
After 'he' left, she was always there for him,
But he always made her leave, while it happened,
He didn't want her to see him scared or weak like that,
But she was always there to comfort him, and to stop the bleeding.

She was hurt, when every night when 'he' came,
He silently begged her to go, when she couldn't help him,
She was always there after 'he' left, and held him tightly,
While he cried, and she cleaned his wounds,
And whispered softly in his ear that he would be alright.

She knew, that one night,
When 'he' came again, that this would be the last time
'He' hurt her love,
That this time, the beatings would be so much harder,
That the pain would be worse.
That this time, he would die.

An angel with snow white wings
Waited for an angel with midnight black wings.
She greeted this new angel,
Kissing him softly, she was there to comfort him.

His wounds were gone,
Not a mark on his perfect body, despite all the beatings not long ago,
He was away from 'him' and with the angel he loved so much,
He trusted her, and somehow knew that he would be alright.
That night, and angel with snow white wings, and midnight black hair,
Flew away with an angel with midnight black wings, and snow white hair.