BLEEDING HEART

Why do those we love and cherish seem to hurt us the most??
Someone once said it was a good sign, meaning we loved them truly and every thing they do can touch our heart.
But i think that's just plain old evil, dressed in a slick red gown, short and tight.
Must we always feel broken to feel love? Must we always lose our heart in search of someone to hold onto it?
Your every word as sharp as excalibar piecing through my soul.
And even as you watch me bleed you wear a grim smile and tell me that i'd be fine.
Even as you see me fall, you tell me to go higher so i could fall harder.
You stab my heart with a kiss and blow the dust of sorrow straight into my eyes.
You want me to love you always when you are in love with another guy.
You wish to feel my mercy but ignore the pain and angish you make me feel inside
How did i bind myself so deeply with you? How did my imprint on you become such a curse?
You say i'm being paraniod and that you love me more than anything else.
But in the case where anything else is nothing, doesn't that mean you love me more than nothing? Meaning you love everything else more?
If this is so then you truly told me the truth when you said you never lied.
And the only lie was the truth that i foolishly and blindly failed to understand.
Love is indeed blind but it is only those that fall in it that have their eyes stolen away.
Some loses their kingdom and others their lifes, i guess my mentors there, samson, solomon and Christ.
But even they know that what i feel for you is love untained, blind and true.
I only wonder how this bleeding heart can feel love when it is drowned in this pool of pain.