there once was a boy with deep blue eyes,

that crept into the mans head late atnight,

one day he couldn't take it anymore,

he slammed the door and began to think,

about all of the good memories that began to shrink,

fear took once or twice,

he thought about the things that are nice,

but he couldn't help,

he decided to yelp,

as he thought to himself,

he grabbed the knife,

while thinking death is nice,

suddenly when he was going to do more,

the blue eyed man unlocked the door...

it was too late,

he had lost his mate.