The More

The more you love me,
The more I die inside,
That which you call love is killing me,

And now I can’t live without you,
What have you done to me?
I was warned about people of your kind
But I didn’t take heed of their wise words,

The more you love me,
The more I hate you,
Just let me be,
I love me that way,

In the end your so called love will
Leave us both for dead,
It will fiercely stare at us
At our funeral place,

The more I know you, the more you
Trap me in your solemn world,
Why can’t you love me and not show it?
Hate me and I’ll love you instead,

All I beg of you is not to love me.