I know that you haven't seen me in a while and I should probably start back on my other stories but this popped into my head. So here it is. Just a random poem about Simon and Zoe from Simon's POV. Enjoy.
Drop by drop
It tastes so sweet
If I drink blood
Then what can I eat?
I didn't want to kill anyone
But I had to too live
Even though they were unwilling
To me, their life, they give
But what happens
When your heart won't let you drink
And you sanity
Is at its brink
What happens when your love
Is your next meal
Then with the devil
You must make a deal
To give your life
Or to take hers
That's when the line
Between right and wrong blurs
To go on living
But to live without her
Life without love or love without life?
Which would you prefer?
I just liked that for some reason. I hope you do too. Review if you want.