My love for her means nothing.
Is it love that I seek, or the pain and suffering?
The fear of losing her and my loved ones haunts me.
Compassion and Love will be my fall.
As Death is all I think of at Night.
I kill to feel her love and compassion but is it all worth it.
And tired as I am, do you think of me.
I know it is not meant to be,
But what am I to do,
When the Passion clouds my thoughts.
Please put me out of this misery or let me suffer like all the rest.