"Difficult Love"

What is it that I gave you, that you think you can keep?
How is it so easy for you to think,
   that I would go quietly into the night?
I am a woman, not to be trifled with...
   not that you could ever see that.
What is it that you took, that you think I would not want back?
I stand before you with empty hands,
  and you keep taking.
My soul weeps for you,
  and you keep taking.
What did you want from me, that you thought I would let you keep?

"my love'

singular line
fire burning
heart beats

for you are not me
and i cannot be you

real passion
fire burning
girl lost

for you do not love me
and i cannot love you

crimson hands
dried with blood
girl was dead

for you cling to death
and i cannot continue