Summary: A poem."Because there's just something about the way you love, that's killed me before..." KaiXVoltaire. Learn how to love, before attempting to love someone again.

All Because You Loved Me

X

"….He only does it because he loves you…"

Was it really your love
Or did you hate me so much?

"…If he really loved me, then he would never hurt me so much…"

Explain to me
The difference

X

Wasn't it your love that burned a crack so deep,
That it swallowed me whole from the inside?
Wasn't it your love that hit me so hard,
That I feel the scars to this very day?

Wasn't it your love that told me to fly
Before you went and cut off my wings?
Wasn't it your love that told me to fight
Before you went and left me to bleed?

Wasn't it your love that
Told me I meant so much
When you know that I really
Meant nothing much at all?

Wasn't it your love that was the cause
Of someone else's pain?

Wasn't it your love that saw in me
Something that you wanted to see?
Didn't it tell you that it wasn't
Who I was meant to be?

Was it really your love
Or did you hate me so much?
Explain to me
The difference

Wasn't it your love
That loved me so much,
That it couldn't wait for me
To bleed to death?
Couldn't wait to see
The tears I would shed?
Couldn't wait to hear
My painful cries?

Because I saw your love,
The way it loved,
The way it tasted like overcooked cake;
Supposed to be sweet, turned bitter
The way it smelled like a pure, red whiskey
With all its stupor injected out
The way it sounded like a word of pleasure
Turned into a scream of agony, half-way through

I saw your love,
The way it loved,
The way it spat this fire in me;
Unstoppable, uncontrollable, unambiguously cold
The way it snorted this rage that wrapped
My gullible self into a paper of stone
The way it echoed a new life into me;
Power, envy, temper, hate
Misery, regret, guilt, hurt….love

I saw your love,
The way it loved,
The way it destroyed all that
I thought I had needed;
A small word to break this
Century of silence,
A benign touch to ruin
A millennium of solitude,
A little void in the walls of
This forever of an incarceration

I saw it all and now,
You expect me to move on
When I know you're still breathing
After all that you did?
When I know you're still out there;
A spider in the wild,
Waiting for yet another insect
To be silly enough to get caught
In that web of yours
So you can love it again

Because there's just something about
The way you love,
That's killed me before
And I won't let you love me
Twice all over again.

I won't let you kill me….

Was it really your love
Or did you hate me so much?
Explain to me
The difference

X

"…I'd rather he not love me, anymore…"

It was your love
And it was your hate
There really is
No difference

X

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Um...don't ask, please. I have a lot of probs with this poem. The arrangement, being the biggest, but no-one would suggest anything and I can't come up with anything myself, so I decided to go for it, anyways.

So, what I wanted it to be, was to capture a relationship like Kai and his Grandfather MIGHT have...and Kai's feelings about it whenever he hears the words that his Grandfather does stuff only cuz he loves him. I think it's not just about that abusive-relationships. I think a lot of people hurt the ones they love, and then say that its only cuz they care about them. They do strange, wounding things and give it the name of love. Love isn't candy-coated pain. Love isn't supposed to wound more than it pleases. No-one is supposed to get hurt and then call it love. That's what I saw in there, when I re-read the poem.

Anyways...don't be harsh...please review...:)