Tatdrummer

I’m a monster, A demon. Soulless, And loveless. How could you love me? My eyes gleam blood red. How could you love me? I’m technically dead. Do you truly love me? I’m sickly thin. Do you truly love me? Here for centuries I’ve been. When do you love me? When there’s no one nearby? When do you love me? After you’ve forced me to cry? Why do you love me? Because I can take away you’re death? Why do you love me? Is it some sort of bet? If you really love me, Don’t love what I am. If you really love me, Love me for me.