My Gothic Angel Poem by Ash Tear

Your beautiful face is smiling
As your long fingers strangle
My neck.
You are half my size
But I refuse To fight 
something so beautiful.
I am almost out of air
When you let go
I tell you I love you,
You threw your head back laughter. 
You took my heart and soul
kissed my forehead
And told me, 'You're almost dead  
So don't worry'
I was lost and hallow,  
Waiting for you to return 
And killing me more.
I walk to the door,  
To find it was unlocked.
I took off.
Even though I'm leaving
I still love you,
My gothic demon