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Note: This, for me, was my favorite poem.

Falling Demon

He was a demon,
and I was the angel.
He rose up to the sky
but he also fell that time.

He was a demon,
that was respected by everyone.
And I was only an angel
that nobody knew that existed.

A demon and an angel,
we're never a perfect pair.
But time has passed,
and I think everything changed.

We became close,
too close that it endangered me.
We knew each other,
too well that it scared me.

I was scared,
because I was beginning to fall.
And I know that
we didn't feel the same at all.

I fell,
I confessed.
But I knew the answer
that he didn't feel the same at all.

I avoided him—
we avoided each other.
That hurted me,
but I know that that's for the better.

I fell hard,
but he didn't care.
'Cause I know that
I won't ever be his type.

Months have passed,
we have no more connection anymore.
I was still affected,
but something happened.

I saw his post
saying 'I'm sorry'.
I felt that but
I know it wasn't for me.

He kept posting,
motives about someone.
Someone special to him,
but I know its not me.

I researched everything,
I concluded something.
And that is the demon is falling
but he didn't fall for me.

I thought that we'll be together,
but I was wrong.
Because a demon is for a demon only,
and I'm only an angel that was sent for him.

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