What good does it do for me to love a God? I am nothing but a human, a hopeless creature. Destroying everything I touch is my true nature. Loving you doesn't come easy to me. It's tearing me apart knowing that we don't have a future. How can I protect my soul against the force of nature? How can I work on the storm in my heart?
I was silent symphony you have undone me. I am snow-blind at your golden sight, I selfishly leach to your unearthly company. I am in trouble every time I think of you, I am trembling with a frantic uproar, An inquiring rumble so deep it shocks me too.
You crept into my black dreams, turning every unspeakable ****** nightmare into a rosy dream. I am a creature starved of love, you are an enchanting mirage of affection. How can I not fall for your exquisite smile? Your intangible but visible presence brightens my unholy sky. Unknowingly, you snared my heart. Now I am ruined for this lifetime. But what good does it do for me to love a God? I might as well love the sun or the stars or anything else that's forever out of reach.