The Way A Demon Loves |BWWM|

Demons love too.

They don't tell you this, but they do. All they tell you is that they hide underneath our beds, in the closets, in the dark ally you pass on your way home late one night. They tell you they have red eyes, distorted ugly faces, cruel taunting voices.

But these mythical creatures come from the devil. And the devil... he is beautiful, he's an angel. We forget sometimes but, he is an angel.

And all his little friends are beautiful too.
And they have eyes like the stars and smiles like gold. When they talk it's like a serenade. And when they touch you you're not sure if you're being ruined or healed.

They don't hide under your bed, but underneath your sheets. Right there besides you. On top of you. Under you.

Inside you.

They're the ones you pass on the street, tall and handsome, meek and shy, doesn't matter. You notice them, you feel their presence and meet their gaze. Then you're lost, and imprisoned.

And so you'll spend nights being loved by a demon who loves in all the oddest ways.

They're people just like us. They're human too.
But men like them have demons... they have something twisted inside them.

The way a demon loves is ominous but beautiful. It'll lure you into always coming back, always wanting more, always losing yourself to demon-like sort of love.

And so you'll wonder sometimes... "Maybe I've got demons too."