The Prince of Darkness

Loving him was like loving the rain.

The rain that causes floods.

A torrent of lust swept over my heart,

making it unbearable to breathe, unable to swim.

But yet, the sound brings unconditional relaxation.

The harmonizing pitter patter of the drops hitting the roof

allow you to escape into love,

And discover the capacity of his heart.

The pain he brought was so simple and sweet.

My mind would yell "run,"

Though I would run to him ignoring my mind.

Listening to my heart I was enchanted into his spell.

There was beauty in the pain.

I was unable to resist the fondness we shared.

Was this what love was?

If so, then I was madly in love with the Prince of Darkness.