The negative of you is me

We met again

3 years to the day

The day

I could never forget

The day he was laid to rest

Seeing him now before me

I should be frightened

But I wasn't

I was too captivated

By his beauty

His eyes had changed

The whites were black

The pupils were white

And the color

Was now an entrancing golden

Blazing like the sun

His voice whispered

An intoxicating melody

I wanted to play eternally on repeat

Had he become an angel?

With his pale skin

And gentle touch

Or was this the Devils doing?

Knowing he was the only one

I could never resist.