#TheUnrequitedLove
Drowing in your ocean black,
Deep into my heart.
I felt no fear as I fell
Or when you broke my raft.
Once I shared a little joke,
And many times you laughed.
I fell deeper day by day,
Thinking love was an art.

Art it sure was,
As I painted you so fine.
With perfect curves, a perfect smile
And perfect bluebell eyes.
Remember when I told you, you were everything to me?

And so suddenly you painted white
Over my perfect symmetry.

I couldn't hear, I couldn't talk
Or sleep a wink at night.
Do you know how it hurts
To feel dead when your alive?
A wise man once told me,
Revenge has the sweetest taste
But what should I do, when it comes to you,
There's nothing sweeter then this fate.

They all say that I'm a monster
And their pain is my prize,
A narcissist that likes to slaughter,
Like a devil in disguise.
But you saw through their cold wicked lies.
You saw the fire that burned in my ember eyes.

You knew the hunger I had for you,
You knew I would die.
You knew that I would end the world,
For you to survive.
But still, you laughed when I said you held my heart.
You took the brush and squeezed it till
It crumbled, all apart.

It's true when they say that life flashes before death.
I saw mine before I met my own deathbed.
And in seeing so, I couldn't help back away from the edge.
You're still alive, and I am here,
Giving into someone's cunning words.
Who are you to take my art and tell me it's own worth?

You are who I painted you to be.
Not a flaw in sight, my perfect symmetry.
To the perfect curves, the perfect smile And perfect bluebell eyes.
Here's a toast to your name,
'You don't know it, but you're mine'.

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