Sorrows, Pain, and Deprivation

I'll drown in my sorrows,
Just keep telling all those lies.
Tell me you love him,
Until either one of us dies.

Drifting in my pain,
Give me a deep explanation,
As to why you like him,
And why we still have this friction.

Dying of love deprivation,
We shouldn't have met each other.
I still have this wish,
That we'd still be together.

Pounded by hatred,
I didn't have to write this for you.
I guess I'm obsessed,
To say I'd give you a kiss..... rather than the flu.