Don't you know that
I would have died for you
like a nameless martyr
on a cross, blood trickling
down my brow like the sweat
you used to induce.

Don't you know that
I would have lived my life
just for you, living on, just like
you told me to, never calling
your name, never bringing you
back.

Don't you know that
I would have killed for
you like so many starcross'd
lovers, needing only you
to survive. The antidote
to the poison beating
through my heart.