Melancholy of Misery

Haven't I loved you enough? Then why do you have to be tough All the time and hide Your vulnerabilities that reside Like a happy family inside Of your heart, oh, heart, alas! your heart! Why did you become such a cold bard? Your heart's nothing but a broken shard. So, tell me, why wasn't love sufficient And why it was always deficient? Forgive me, I couldn't save you From you, cause I already knew Deep down that you would be Nothing but a melancholy memory Fleeting away slowly from me. From me to you, I loved you, I truly did love you, I know you knew, But all the love was in vain, it was just miserably mundane, It couldn't, appease your suffering and pain. I'd rather die Than bidding goodbye To you, only you, yes, My feet returning to your house, Again and again as a mess, My heart that apparently allows Me to you, to you and I, Contagious connection, I can't, I can't say goodbye To your love and my affection. Please, I beg you, please, Don't push me away, Nothing it won't appease, At your feet, let me sway In the melancholy of misery Of my folly for being in love, The feeling's warm and wintery, I worship you, put you above Everything else, I hope That you know your love Is tying me to you like a rope Unbreakable, unbelievable, unbearable. I have loved you so long, I can't even tell what's right and wrong.