Eternity

He watched her in her deepest sleep

No toss, no turn, her face the picture of calm.

The tension had left her body, her long unruly hair neatly framed the sides of her face, as white as snow.

She was a beauty, an angel sent down to earth.

He placed the flower in her hair, careful and gentle. She is at peace.

He watched her in her deepest sleep

No toss, no turn, her body still, her soul at rest.

The restless girl before him no longer moved a muscle. The room was deadly silent.

The room was never silent in her presence.

He tucked a lock of black hair behind her ears.

She was a beauty, an angel sent down to earth.

He watched her in her deepest sleep

An angel, cast down to the earth, summoned by the devil himself to make his life a living hell.

He could still see the red tinged eyes behind eyelids that will never again be opened.

He traces a finger across her cheek.

She was a beauty, an angel cast away from heaven, to fall but she hit earth before she could reach hell.

He watched her in her deepest sleep

The fallen angel that had made him what she was meant to feel, the demon that had turned him into her hell, her selfish kingdom of indulgence. She was a beauty, an angel sent down to earth.

He watched her in her deepest sleep. She was a beauty, an angel...

Not anymore.