Note

Why does it hurt, why does my heart tear, at the thought, that your no longer there?

A poisoned love, thorn through my heart, my toxic rose, so harsh was your love.

Long for your look, long for your touch, isn't once enough?! it seems as though I long for you pain and suffering too.

No good were you, but yet here am, writing this little petty note.

I take a step out, but as soon as you advance into my life, I fall 3 steps back.

No more do I cry, at the missing sight of your eyes, but oh how my heart begs for your unwilling lullaby.

I don't know how, to rid of this pain; will you never think of me again?

My mind no longer yearns for your torture, at least to some point, I have mustered enough courage.

But deep inside, where secrets lie, I wish for you, even one last time...

And if I ever got that time, I debate between gauging your eyes out or kissing you as though you were mine.

But no more, will I think of this, at least for now...I am rid of you.

And when you return to haunt me once more, will you this time leave a note at my door;

telling me, why, you tortured me so...