Vampire Nights...

As the clock hits 7 the sunlight leaves for its deep slumber... That's when I leave the darkness and go out to admire the beautiful moon... My lover has been dead for over a century yet I cannot bare to look into another female's gaze without feeling the guilt of my consciousness. I must not let her control my thoughts and emotions, and I must move on. I've attempted to meet other women, drunken women, addicts, and liars. None of them are as pure as the sweet rose I met that special day. Her beauty was the sun I could never get the glimpse of. My days were bright even though I was made to see darkness. Her beautiful smooth skin and her red bloody lips. My heart aches thinking about her.