The rival of thy solitude,
The barer of my pains.
Why be so good to me,
I don't understand this.
You challenge thy solitude,
And thy solitude is defeated.
Why waste this time on me,
Time too precious to be thrown away.
I love thee,
But sometimes it hurts.
For thy heart is not meaning,
Yet it hates.
Why do I,
Can't even understand myself,
This is so scary,
For I can't even answer my own pain.
Yet this is not what kills,
What kills is the pain this inflicts upon you.
For I love you,
Yet am always paining you,
So this is my internal apology,
For this pain I have caused.