To forgive or not to forgive

When i foretold the end,
i was given a beginning.
when you believed what i had said,
i thought my victory was never ending.
then you showed me truth,
behind a curtain of lies,
showed me your lovely face and how it was always in disguise.
am i wrong to say i love you?
are you wrong to love me too?
what is there left to say?
what is there left for you to do?i don't know how to thank you for all the love that you send through,
yet i don't know how to punish you for all the shit you put me through.