Not That They Were There To Have

Had Pretended To Be Abbadon Of The Dark, When Always He Had Been Working For The Light.

She Could Not Trust Herself To Hope—but Without Hope, She Realized, She Had No Reason To Go On.

This Is Not Some Silly Game...this Is Life And Death Angels And Demons.

When Their Lips Met, And Their Tongues Touched, It Was Like They Were Kissing In A Hundred Different Places, And Her Senses Were Flooded With New Sensations And Old Memoires. He Kissed Her, And Their Souls Melted Into Each Other In A Melody Older Than Time.

Thank You For Loving Me Enough To Let Me Go.