My Love Story to Devil
Tonight I was talking to the Devil, I told him my story, Sitting in the shadows, feeling oh so sorry. Pouring out my heart, to the darkness deep, Hoping for some solace, in the secrets that I keep. Always searching for love, but I'm stuck in this abyss, Not just a body's lust, I crave a deeper kiss. Every time I open up, I end up feeling used, Was it me, trusting blindly, feeling so confused? Was it my fault for loving, giving all of me? Now I'm left with mental scars, it's hard to see. Every time I fall, they leave me in despair, I'm just a human, wishing someone would care. Will I ever feel the warmth of someone's embrace? Or am I destined to be alone in this space? I long for love, but it's always out of reach, Will I ever find it, or is it just a speech? I want to see tears fall for me, genuine and true, Someone to put in effort, someone who'll pursue. I dream of flowers, tokens of affection, But it