• My love, my life, my object of devotion.
    How can I forget thy wish; of your teeth to my skin and your lips upon my blood, my vampire prince.
    I cannot, shall not, will not forget thine eyes the golden color of honey; and mourn over the way I could never capture your beauty within my grasp.
    Thou have a grip on my adoring heart and you shant ever seem to let go.
    Though for only one night upon which we met, you swore your love to me was true; I fell for your seduction and end my yearning by ways of suicide for if I cannot have you, my beautiful vampire prince, then forever, if thou shall return, then you CANNOT have me!