I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
(I stop to think)
(four isn't enough)
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
(still not enough)
Why must I feel your pain?
why must I feel it every day?
You hurt me.
You hurt me.
You hurt me.
(three is not enough)
(there will never be enough)
How can I rhyme and still
sound serious?
I can't.
I lose sleep over you.
I drown in you.
Everything about me is you.
I hate you!
I hate you!
I hate you!
(I don't mean this)
( I think I don't mean this)
-sighs-
-takes a deep breath-
-exhales-
Why did I fall in love with you?
When did I fall in love with you?
You are the human equivalent of
a black widow spider.
Or a female praying mantis in the
middle of mating.
You hurt me.
You destroy me.
You belittle me.
You're immature.
You do not think of my pain.
I think solely of yours.
Why?
Why must I?
(Why must I)
Why should I?
Why shouldn't you?
Do you love me?
(Does she love)
Am I being used?
( I feel used)
What do I do?
Do I leave you?
Should I leave you?
But the love. . .
(The love is pain)
-sighs-
The love is pain.
(. . .The love is pain)
.
.
.So much pain.
