He consumed everything he touched with pain and darkness.
She was the little bit of light
He was bound for death
She was bound for greatness
He was a black hole
She was a bright star.
But bright stars are close to death and no one knew the thoughts and scars she was hiding.
He came along destroying everything in his path
Turning everything dark besides her,
She was already dark and close to death so why not live a little first
She changed him for the better
He changed her for the worse
She saw that the universe was too vast for her to be important
He saw that the dark was a scary place and the light was more alive
Black holes and bright stars don't mix, they take the light away only to see that dooms day wasn't ment to be.
But it's too late, always too late for better change.
