When the raging tempest within my heart calms and the tides return my peace of mind, may my love forgive my transgressions.
For I have hated and lied, but worst of all, I have loved.
A consuming morbid type of love that leaves scars and extinguishes the very essence of my being.
It was a love that could bring down empires to a crumble and rot.
The type of love that causes unconditional and mindless bliss, a love so potent that I didn't see the insidious poison it carried within.
May the salve of time heal my broken mind and **** the viper that dared to live, or my love, may I just return to the waves from which I lived.
Within the riptide may I end the cycle of deceit and find solace in the storms eye.