To Prince Nuada Poem by angel In hell

For him, I am Nothing But a child,
He hates my race.he thinks that we are a disgrace
he believes that we should be wiped out from everyplace.
so why do I love him
why do I care,
why is losing him a thought that I can't bare,
he always looks at me with disdain.
shallow and hallow with a hole in my heart,
a thirst that can't be quenched and greed that is going to consume me.
is what he thinks, so why do I believe that there is a hope for him to change,
for us to be together,
that the hate in his eyes one day is going to turn into love,
his hunger for vengeance and war will be no more,
perhaps I am just a silly little human,
perhaps one day it will be so,
but until then, I will just, hope and dream.