Misunderstood
I gave myself to him completely
But he turned my gift into something evil.
Something to be feared.
Something to be loathed.
How could he not see my intentions?
How could he misunderstand my meaning?
I want him to love me.
I need him to want me.
I try to forget the night he turned away.
I close my eyes against the rising flames to no avail.
The fire haunts my dreams.
The pain haunts my waking hours.
I can't live without him by my side.
Can I forgive him for misunderstanding me?
Yes, but how can I make him see the truth?
How can I make him feel my love?
If I make a special offering to him,
Something he thinks he wants and needs above all else
Perhaps I can turn him back to me.
Perhaps he'll finally understand me.
I can't bear his rejection much longer.
I must succeed in reaching through the armor to his heart.
Otherwise I'll have no choice.
Otherwise the other must be turned.
