“Love me,” the last words she whispered before the red candle went out. It is dark now. I stand alone within the storm, a flickering black candle trembling in my hand. A jolt of pain runs through my heart. “God, why is love so bitter?” Still, I remain here alone, waiting for you— forever. "Aman...Read more

Before the night ends I want the love That no one dares to claim. Before the night ends I want to lose myself Within you. The glory of darkness Rhythmically carves A twisted pain Inside my heart. Before the night ends I want to be stained red By your crimson touch... I am yours. Accept me Into ...Read more