Loneliness had no meaning
Until I fell in love with you;
Growing closer truly felt
Like you were saying that we’re through.

Your touch, devoid of feeling,
Was anesthesia to my soul.
You numbed me with your passion
Till misery consumed me whole.

Oh! the tumultuous absence
Of sincerity in your kiss
Poisoned the sacred mem’ry.
You suffocated me in bliss.

My one desire to spoil you;
Your own desires you did not know.
You lied and strung me along
Instead of letting my corpse go.

For I was dead in your arms,
And being dead, I did not know.
My heart I still thought beating,
Though you had stilled it long ago.

Your love a purgatory
Where I waited and offered prayer.
Your fears kept me in limbo;
Your cold disdain still keeps me there.

Immature? Yes, we both were;
I trusted you and love-naive!
You could not communicate;
You could not let your soul believe

Someone genuinely loved you,
Cared only for your happiness,
Was patient with your failings,
Supported you to reach success.

Perfect you named me often;
I accepted you as you are.
I loved your imperfections
And the strength of your inner star.

I never sought to change you.
Do I deceive myself in this?
I wanted you to open
Your soul up to feel love’s full bliss.

Perfect was not good enough
For you at the end of the day.
All that I am perfect for
Is being idly pushed away.

You could not handle feeling;
Warm passions made you feel afraid.
The moments we connected
You’d turn dispassionate and staid.

When first you said you loved me,
Something soured in your heart.
Perchance it was needing me
That made you feel that we should part.

How many times you told me
There was nothing for us to share!
Then, begged me back while wounded,
Professing now you truly care!

How could I not believe you;
You whispered to my soul its dreams?
Distance was all I ever got back,
For you’d hide yourself more, it seems.

The pearls of precious moments–
The blood diamonds of our romance–
Taint my bitter certainty
That our love never had a chance.

In a little house in the village
Where once long ago I have been
My heart is kept enchanted
While my love lies with other men

She sets them free at morning
And never a care does she set
To see them again at evening
For there is someone new to be met

They wander absently unknowing
More than the desires of her flesh
For her heart she has absconded
Though tissue still beats in her chest

She ensorcells herself about with lies
Because, ah, they are easy to bear
Seeking happiness without commitment
Thinking herself no worse for wear

And perfect still I find her
Sullied and deadly may she be
Because I alone have known her
And she buried her heart with me

Why do I try to woo you?
I am nothing in your esteem;
I am too kind to be a candidate
Too nice to be your dream

Too open to be your equal
Too loyal to be your mate
Too gentle to be considered
So earnest I earn your hate

Too blind to your imperfections
So content I cause distress
Too patient with all your drama
Too smitten to dare confess

I know you are trying to hurt me
That this will end in my death
So I praise you in the height of folly
Wishing each were my last breath