When we first met, I felt my heart stop.
I never dreamt it possible to find someone like you.
You had blond hair, with a pink fringe.
So short and slim and pale. I was in love.
You spoke to me, let me in. I fell for you instantly.
My heart stops when I think of you,
Only to beat again when I’m with you.
But it is not uncommon for me,
To slaughter the innocent,
In an attempt to feel something real.
But you, you are all that’s real.
Read part I here https://vampguys.wordpress.com/2015/11/22/the-lover-part-i-of-the-lovers/