Prologue: Have you ever asked yourself, What would happen if you fell in love, With the wrong one? The bad guy. A love that runs so deeply that it's at war? With it self.
His eyes are unlike any blue I’ve ever encountered before, a blue of the ocean, but with a wild, terrible storm that rages within, threating to break any given second, to never let up.
I feel of as a caged bird Trapped, In caged, With seeing no way out. The bars, They haunt, and taunt me. Mock me as if seeing my shame. I want to spread, Flap my wings.