I Wish, You Loved Me

I love you in a way heaven cannot concieve

I love you so much it has engulf me

Eaten at my barren body

That I pray for mercy

Because your sweet hands never gave it

Even though I know you are my perpetrator

The one who will hold the torch

And have the fire consume me

I know all you envison is for me to be the sun

And you the God who created it

I will let you make scars on a ruined temple

Carve me like stone chipping away at my form

Until you uncover who I’m meant to be

To you, and you only

My love, my Rosaline

Destroy me and remake me

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