You know how in the cartoons
The main character has,
When making a decision.
A devil and an angel
On either shoulder

Well, lately
I think that I have one
But my story has to go back..

I've always had my angel
Since I was little.
But it wasn't until high school
Where I met my devil

He impacted my life hugely.
Then my angel started to fall
for this devil.

I know it sounds cheesy
But my angel knew
that he was a devil
But she chose to sit back
And see where he leads

Angel eventually fell in love.
With what she knew about the devil
And she didn't question it.

Then our story takes an interesting turn-
The devil left.
Abruptly, without a word
The angel was devastated

She didn't know what to do.
She was stuck

She sat and tried to figure
Out what she had to do.
She picked herself up
And simply moved on.

But it's not as it was that simple.
She still though of the devil
Every single day.
Whether it be intentional
Or not.
She still cringed at the thought
Of him doing the same thing to someone else.
Someone else falling to his charms
She still wept.
She still fell apart.

*But my angel is still there