It was black but I wasn't dead. I was sleeping, dreaming of nothingness. Then, a dot of pink appeared, slowly growing and getting bigger. I woke up to a kiss, and I knew I was in heaven on earth. I stared into his eyes as if he were an angel, but I knew in my heart he truly was. He was an angel of darkness, but had found love. I knew it was true, because he swore on his immortal life to me he loved me. With that, I kissed back, because I loved him too.
How could I, a 17 year old girl, with board-straight brown hair, dirty brown eyes, and a complexion that was fit for a dog be loved by such a wonderful creature? He never told me his age, but he promised me he would when he and I became angels of love. You know, the ones you see in the tunnel of love? Well, that defines our love. Painted on a wall for everyone to see. We weren't ashamed of it, we were all we needed for each other. That's what it was and that it will be forever. Forever. What a way to describe it. What is forever anyway? For me and Tim, who's eyes were an emerald green and his hair the perfect shade of auburn, forever was a never ending tomorrow. All I knew was that I loved him.