I'm going to **** you,
I'm going to steal every bit of life, of love, of heart you have.

I don't wish to harm you, I promise it's not my intention,
but I can't find a way around it.

When I **** you It'll be soft, and gentle. I won't physically hurt you I swear.
But you'll die. You'll walk away lifeless, depressed, and empty.

I could've prevented this, you tried to run, but I didn't let you go.
I should've let you fly free, you wouldn't be getting killed by me.

I want you to be happy with me, not give your happiness to me.
I appreciate that you're so willing to help no matter what it cost you,
but I wish is didn't cost you your life.

I really don't want to **** you,
I just can't figure out how to stop.