With crimson lips I find thee,

With a keen mind I remember thee,

With a cold heart I long for thee,

In a memory of what never was.

With my innocence I loved you,

With an open heart I welcomed you,

With blind eyes I saw you,

And took you by the hand.

With wisdom you tempted me,

With arrogance you betrayed me,

With lust you burned me,

Doing more damage than any fire could.

With contempt you mocked me,

With hatred you loved me,

With anger you wounded me,

Using words like carving knives.

Caught between love and hate,

Trapped by lust and loathing,

Forever damned by my need for you,

Pain and pleasure mixes together,

Till only your face remains,

How could love hurt so much?