They meet at night.
Only to be a secret.
They don't know.
They only see each other.
He grows weary.
he hates to wait.
Time ticks slow.
He is impatient.
She did not forget.
She tried to go.
People needed her.
She couldn't leave.
His anger increases.
His patience gone.
He's not there.
Only a demon remains.
She finally escapes.
She thinks she's happy.
Now she's scared.
Her love is replaced.
He yells and screams.
He smiles at her tears.
He can't control his movements.
He lost his soul.
She wishes for help.
She sobs in pain.
She begs him to stop.
She doesn't move.
He thinks it's funny.
He kicks her gently.
His soul returns.
He realized what he did.
She lays unmoving.
She doesn't see.
She was blind.
She couldn't move on.
He tries to move her.
He attempts to hide it.
He shouldn't live.
He was being watched.
They were always on screen.
They could never hide anything.
Where they went was indeed private.
But the whispering windows do not like prowlers.
The whispering windows don't like what they see.
Now he is locked in.
He must pay for his treachery.
The whispering windows seek justice and peace.
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