Her crimson eyes look in mine,
Our shocked expression matched,
I remove my glasses, cleaning them,
I imagine her doing the same.
Our eyes lock again,
I note her pointed teeth.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised,
I should have seen this coming.
The taste for blood,
The connection with bats,
The love of night,
The pain of sunlight,
The teeth, they were really always there,
I'd just never noticed.
Again I looked into her eyes,
Her brilliant crimson eyes,
That was new anyway,
I noted my thirst for blood.
I briefly considered the consequences for breaking my mirror,
It wouldn't make a difference anyway,
I stared again at my reflection,
Her crimson eyes glistened,
Reminding me of my thirst.
I'm a blood-sucking parasite,
And I'm thirsty...
I hunted, and feed.
I looked again at my reflection,
My eyes shown again green,
But it doesn't really change anything.
I'm a still a vampire...