Demon to Angel

This feeling I do not know.

This warmth, I fear.

A pressure in my heart.

When I look at her, I turn red.

My pace quickens,

My blood flows faster.

She waves at me,

I cautiously back away.

Why is she nice to me?

I’m a monster.

Cast away to hell,

Morphed into a demon.

But she smiles,

And I feel no hate.

She touches me,

And I feel no sorrow.

My horns and wings,

They do not frighten her.

My scarred skin,

Does not distraught her.

She says I’m handsome.

I think that means…. Cute?

I told her she was pretty.

She giggled and ran away.

I was upset, but then she returned.

She hugged me, and my mind began to swirl.

I said that I like her,

She said she liked me.

She reached up and kissed me.

My skin began to heal.

My horns sunk away.

My wings changed from black,

To white and feathered.

I no longer was angry.

No longer wanted to hurt.

I smiled and kissed her back.

She began to cry.

I said everything is fine.

She said she was happy, yet sad.

Why?

You are an angel now.

So you have to leave.

I smiled and hugged her.

No, I will stay for you.

She giggled and hugged me back.

Is this what they call love?

Reviews

[CrazyMeInLove]

Speechless about this. But I like it, anyway.

[The Chosen]

I assume speechless in a good way?