He liked
Those dark girls
The ones that
Wear all black
And lots of makeup.
Disturbed and insecure,
They were always
The ones for him.

But she was light and different,
And he fell harder
For her
Than the shooting stars
In the night summer
Sky.

It was a love
Deeper than the ocean.
And nothing even needed
To be said.
Sometimes you would
See them smiling
At each other silently.
And you knew they
Were speaking with
Their eyes.

The two of them
Changed each other.
And they loved more
Than they had thought
Possible.  
She opened up his heart,
With a key she still keeps.

And for her,
He was the bad boy
In a black leather jacket.
He gave her
A sense of wildness
That she so desperately craved.
A rush, a high.
Being "bad" was fun
When they were together.

And the sunset continued
To hum their love song,
As they kissed underneath
God's masterpiece;
In a fury of color
Then darkness.

But if you were
To ask them now,
What went wrong
And why the sky doesn't
Sing anymore;
There would be no answer.
Because they didn't
**** their love.
The people around them did.
Society.

It's been almost
Three years,
He was forced to move away
And they haven't
Seen each other sense.
He's taller and more handsome now.
She filled out and looks better.
They both matured.

It's heart breaking really...
Because that fire
Burned so brightly
And now it's just
A pile of ashes
In the corners of
Their heart's.