Him.

Love...
What I can no longer see in these eyes of greiving.
Wanting to get a glimpse,
But blinded by the hate that has engraved my dialated pupil's.
Love...
What I yearn for. Search for in these deepest depths of dispair.
I cannot get Him,
He turns his back awway from my eyes and refuses to let me see his heart.
Love...
What is making me break down and sob until all I have is blood.
And I still cry,
Cry all for Him and his evil but beautiful ways.
Why...
All he can ask when I have to know the truth.
Why what? Why u broke my heart? Why you make me do things I couldn't imagine? Why I love you? Why you cant love me back? Why what?
Why...
Can't he just love me back?