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Kill me slowly
so the pain will chase
thoughts of him away.
Two-faced though he is,
love corrodes the soul,
love that is felt
only for him.
Thoughts of him torment me,
my mind replays
the few stolen moments
we shared.
My mind cannot fathom
the reasons behind
his betrayal.
Now I'm being tortured
by what can never be.
This loneliness in my soul
whenever he is near,
it destroys
all other emotion.
I long for
his touch once again.
I long for
the dream he promised,
to come true.
I miss him,
I hate him,
I love him,
I can't forget him.
And now I find
release through death,
as slowly he stabs me,
breaking my heart again.