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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