WHY

Your strong hands gripe my shoulders…

Why?

Your body on mine…

Why?

A swift blade whips across my throat…

Why?

You clamed to love me…

Why?

Said things to me you never told anyone else…

Why?

You said you'd protect me from any harm…

Yet…

Here we are…

With crimson covering me…

You laugh…

Why?

I was a fool…

How?

I thought things about you…

Felt passion the strongest I've ever felt…

Why?

Do you treat me this way…

Its love, it must be…