Poem: Falling for an Evil

My humble heart
keeps giving you chances to return
keeps giving you time so you can be able to succumb.
My wings grows higher
and I keep getting deeper in the solitude of the sky.
What do I have to do for you to love me?
What do I have to do for you to open your eyes?
I'm so high in the sky
that my fears to fall from it grows stronger.
My heart is pure, so does my wings, but
if you are not to return-love-
I shall explore new skies and follow new stars
but always with the hope
that you-one day- shall return.
My humble heart keeps beating for your love
eventhough you are evil
eventhough you poison each day
my fluttering heart.