Eva Braun's Love

I was the girl next door,
who fell in love with a monster,
to me he was God.
I loved a man,
whom the world hated,
whom the world loved,
God and the Devil.
To me he was Him.
I got him for myself,
just a moment before we died,
but death,
how indifferent in love.
He wanted me to run away,
to stay alive,
for me there was no life without him.
I stayed. He was finally mine.
I got him for myself in death.
Isn't that what love is supposed to be like?

Poets note. Eva Braun was Adolf Hitlers secret girlfriend 

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