One will taste happiness,
Your lip's softness
And that final exhale
You give at the end
Of every kiss.

The other will taste sorrow,
Your silence's pain
And that final glance
You give
Right before you leave.

One will feel your skin,
The beating of your heart
And the smile
You make
Between kisses.

The other will feel pain,
Your absence
And the sound
Of your voice
Saying goodbye as you leave.

He will be blessed
I will be cursed
He will walk between clouds
I will walk among devils

He will be chosen
I won't be anything.