Overtime I've come to realize they couldn't be more wrong;
Because in hating you I was weaker but in loving you I was strong.
They said that angels and demons were destined to fly apart,
But the further I flew from you the more strain was on my heart.
You taught me about hope and compassion unabound,
And though I'd had my wings forever my feet had finally left the ground.
And even if our star-crossed love is difficult for anyone to conspire.
The lines of good and evil are blurred by true love's fire.