BORN TO DIE

I could feel it , closer every second. My death nearing me . My instincts never lie. I always knew when was about to die and then something strange would happen and I always lived. Whether I wanted or not.

When I was born the doctor was doubtful about me living for more than a few hours . But I survived, always have and always will. So much that I want to die .but when will I die.
And why don't I die.

I have been so close to death that I think I was born to die . They say I was.

But one day I felt as if all my questions would be answered when I saw him . Black eyes so unnatural that I felt a shiver run down my spine, black silky hairs soft as silk, dark as ebony. He had the most beautiful lips I had ever seen pink as heck and rough and soft at the same time. He was intimidatingly tall in an all black attire looking devilishly handsome .
Like a fallen angel from heaven.
And I knew I would die soon when he looked into my eyes.