You

It wasn't until I met you, that I saw the world with pain.

You made all my dreams come true, but awoke my darkest fears.

You took my breath away, but also my life.

I loved getting lost in your eyes, and you loved watching me lose my mind.

You were the reason I longed to be alive, but you were also the reason I longed to die.

You were a rose so beautiful and alive, but covered with thorns that cut too deep.

My thoughts are so consumed by the thought of you that sleep is all but a fantasy.

You watch me wither in agony, and you causally watch me die.

You are but a storm raining pain on me.

You are the reason why all I do is wish to die.