Dammit. When did loving you become so hard?

"You saved the life of a rich man, in return I shall give you millions"

"In return you should live for those I couldn't save. Live by honoring them"

They say sugar was born out of salt,
Just like bitterness was born out of love.

You have consumed all the emotions I have left, at least the ones that I still managed to keep after all those previous relationships ruined me. Your egotistical selfish being has sucked me dry, and even then, I can't believe I still cherish you.

For years I loved you while you planned my death. Kill me if you wish, but know I'm already dead. Whatever sentiments I ever had has vanished when the truth was revealed. I may have a beating heart and a working brain, but the body is hollow my dear.

I simply cannot understand these complex emotions that you feel. I try, but in vain, and in return I lose you. Never have I felt so much failure. Forgive me...

I see slight glimpses of your inner masochist when you smile at the pain you're feeling, and you see hidden indications of my inner sadist as I smile back at you.

This city is in vain,
My head? In flames
My eyes? On fire
I chose this pain
"Welcome to the City my name is Regret, I will be your tour guide this evening."

I doubt you constantly, but as my faith quivers, you must know the effort I put into believing. My sin is doubt, "please forgive me"...

Making love to him
In the way I love flesh
Devoid of emotion
Senseless, apathetic, sinful,
Sinister in my ways
I ruined him.

From -My Name Is Malice- poem