Love, the aggressor

I've once played a game

One where neither I, nor you could prosper or gain

We danced, we loved, and then we lost

Though the world screamed around "your heart would be the cost"

Now, I am broken and I am cold

My beating heart inanimate but an empty mold

What should I do?

Let love go and risk losing you...

Love, She's often unrequited

The first time She waltz into my life I waited for her abuse to be subsided

Can I continue to live this way?

Beg for Love and in the end regretting her stay?

But you, I didn't desire or covet

You simply were, and I lovcd it

Having you was never a need

Unlike Her you are apart of me