I look out my window,
as I sit in my room,
The rain falls faster,
and reminds me of gloom.
I hear a noise in the shadows,
and I know that it's he,
My vampire lover,
is returning to me.
As I walk to his side,
his intentions are clear,
He walks over to my bed,
and tells me to come here.
I gladly walk over,
and lay on my bed,
As he tells me onve more,
to tilt my head.
I close my eyes,
at the feel of his touch,
I feel his fangs dig in deeper,
and enjoy it so much.
I awake once again,
in the dead of night,
Searching once more,
for the brightness of light.
I sit up in my bed,
and just as before,
My body is icy,
my neck is so sore.
I take my hand out my pocket,
and feel my neck like before,
The holes have gotten deeper,
by much, much more.
Once again,
I look in a mirror,
Searching for some sign,
that my soul is still there.
I stare blindly into the mirror,
for a moment or two,
Knowing for sure now,
that it must be true.
I must be a vampire,
though I don't want to admit that it's true,
My vampire lover,
it's all thanks to you.
