noctiflorous|poems from the night

strangers

somehow it all went downhill. and worse from there
and your silhouette seems different now.
You have another person on the side of your arm, clutching onto you.
they don't know you though.
she doesn't know what you will do to her.
because to her, you seem like the perfect boyfriend. an angel almost.
but you are only a stranger.
a spawn of the devil.

and she will realize it.
but it will be too late