It wasn't until I met you, that I saw the world with pain.
You made all my dreams come true, but awoke my darkest fears.
You took my breath away, but also my life.
I loved getting lost in your eyes, and you loved watching me lose my mind.
You were the reason I longed to be alive, but you were also the reason I longed to die.
You were a rose so beautiful and alive, but covered with thorns that cut too deep.
My thoughts are so consumed by the thought of you that sleep is all but a fantasy.
You watch me wither in agony, and you causally watch me die.
You are but a storm raining pain on me.
You are the reason why all I do is wish to die.
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