Have you ever felt a burning desire?
Not for money, power, fame, or glory, but for a person.
Have you ever loved someone enough to take a bullet for them?
I was once possessed by this desire; it would eventually drive me insane.

My mind void of thought in her presence.
It feels as though my heart is using my chest as a punching bag.
Somehow I managed to put together sentences.
From this day a beautiful friendship would ensue.

Through all of her struggles I remained by her side.
In me she confided her deepest secrets, to the grave I’ll take them.
With her I was, even when the reaper was the one she called her closest friend.
One day I would confess to her my love.
Despite being ever loyal, the feeling wasn’t mutual.

Months would pass by.
She would shed ocean after ocean of tears.
Lover after lover, they would all hurt her.
To them, infidelity was nothing.
She gave them her heart; I guess the feeling wasn’t mutual.
It should’ve been me; alas, the feeling wasn’t mutual.