I made a deal with the devil
that I’d stay away from him
so far he couldn’t find me
so I couldn’t hurt him, then.
he said I only remind him
of his wife that has long died
the one who ripped his heart out
his beloved, evil bride.
He said I look just like the bitch,
blood red lips and all,
we even share the same birthmark,
about the same feet tall.
Lucifer kept on sulking,
cried for his lack of heart,
he cried and cried for the pain she caused
that tore his life apart.
She always left him hanging,
never came home on time,
he said he saw the same hostility
in her eyes, he saw in mine.
So he told me to stay away,
to keep my distance for good,
and it was then I recieved my ticket
into the “better” neighborhood.
So now I sit in heaven,
to spare the devil pain,
but now it is I who is hurting,
for we will never meet again.
We’ve spent five years together in total.
This is my man, and I am his lady.
This was one of those days where all we did was lie around in comfy clothes smoking pot and watching nature shows on TV. Just another weekday