He was ice. She was fire.
They locked in a stare, one of betrayal.
The first meeting, is always the worst,
The time if questioning,
How much is this pain really worth?
She ran through alleyways, running from the pain,
"Why do I have to be different!" She cried,
"Why can't I be the same!"
He found her weeping, in the silent rain,
A child so lost, she looked insane.
Voices grew farther, yet the rain continued,
She felt his presence, yet she still wept,
He walked closer, starting the feud,
"Are you here to torture me?" A child's voice cried,
He said no, yet she thought he lied.
Weeks into months, months into years,
He watched her from the shadows,
Fighting her silent tears,
He knew this lust was not permitted,
Her family rivalry with his,
Yet his passion emerged,
He knew there was no end to this.