Love or Hate?
I could never love her,
For she was so gentle,
She was a crystal vase:
Pure and delicate.
I could never be loved.
I am an abyss of darkness,
Hate overpowered my decisions,
Therefore I could never be loved.
She ignored everyone,
Not me.
I could never love her.
She came forth,
And I backed away,
Though I saw hurt in those eyes,
It never came to me that she cared.
Therefore I hated her,
She kept insisting,
And she died.
All because of me.
Now I live in sorrow.
Now I came to love her.
And then I closed my eyes wide shut,
Because I was once loved.