I Was Never an Angel

She says she came from the darkness, walks with graceful poise, and will return to the darkness.

She is a child of the night, suited only to life in the dark, and has always shunned the sunlight.

His eyes and brows smile, his expression is innocent, yet how cruel he is.

He is wild and carefree, cool and composed, yet so mysterious.

He is stunningly beautiful and silent, cold and heartless, yet why does he seem so sorrowful?