Burn me before her like a candle in the darkness, Let her know that I am dissipating every singular solitary moment in her darkness., And I am giving away myself every moment to illuminate her darkness.... Only to know that she is utterly insatiable, And I cannot throw light into her darkness... I am just a candle and she wants galaxies, She was there only to consume my light unless I infuse completely myself in to her abysmal ground and vaporise my light strikingly into her darkness... She is a black hole where I couldn't escape from her gravitational pull, and I don't want to escape either because of the same cause..... Let her relish every moment of my disintegration into that darkness.... Let her relish the truth that I am gone from her forever....(but I cannot go) And the truth that she never felt that I was with her at least would strike her now....
I yield to her dark passion....... There are two offshoots to it.....I don't know if anyone would understand the other perspective of it....