I love you….

Did you offer it out there as a twisted apology?
Some kind of conscience clearing strategy,
To keep me out of your thoughts, a clear mentality?
You can’t get rid of me…

Because tainted words never sounded so pure
Than when they purged those lips so sure
And it seemed they were destined to be my cure
But they weren’t…

Your romantic tendencies have been calculated
Casualties totaled, but real pain’s not been evaluated
Your reasoning, sir? Not one syllable is validated
I’ve heard nothing you’ve stated…

Counteract these delusions, leave me something concrete
Sanctity, I surrender my lord to this sorrowful defeat
But leave me some part of you for with out it I’m incomplete
Left me groveling at your feet…