My Lost Lover

So I liked vampires when I was a kid.  This poem seems to have been the first where I actually wrote about them, though.  I suppose it was an easy transition. Death then Vampires.

My Lost Lover

Falling into the darkness
Falling into the night
I've lost my lover to the cold.
I've lost my lover to the vampires.
I can't fight her.
I would never win.
I loved him deeply.
She just loved his skin.
Looking back, I wonder how he felt.
Did he love me as well?
She overpowered him in the darkness.
Walking home that  night.
I will never see him again.
Not as he was.
But I shall always remember.

(August 8, 1994)