My Love

I don't like to see your tears Not like I am any particular about your sadness Definitely, you have your fears But me being your greatest fear gives me joy Seeing your tears makes me happy I am not a sadist But I love your sadness I love your screams when I punch you I love your fears when I approach you I love your painful reactions when I rape you When I kicked you and you kicked the bucket I was sadly happy Tonight, I miss you so much That I am not comfortable with your peace of my mind in your six feet apartment And here I am, having tortured your soul and spirit To torture the remains of you MY LOVE