I open my eyes and you appear in front of me. As cold as ice your hands touch my skin, you may be dead or so it looks like. But the hell shines inside your eyes, the growning fire consume my soul which is meant for nothing but to stoke the flames. 
I've never have received a gift like the one you gave me. Through my veins your presence flows making fear and love meet in my heart.
You're here, waiting, unaware of the curse I'm stuck in.