Tomb of Eternal Slumber

My love,
I feel as though you have forsaken me.
The past will forever stay there,
Remain in our dreams,
Thread it's experience through our hearts.
Yet this is now,
And we must start anew,
Forgiving and forgetting.
I am stuck,
Shards piercing,
My heart a black hole;
Collapsing upon itself,
This newfound weight of emotion,
Impossible to bear.
The one thing I have compromised,
Is my lack of emotion,
The inability to feel love and warmth;
And now I fear I feel too much,
That is the root of my anxiety,
That I have no control anymore.
When I was coldhearted,
When I had a heart made of stone,
I didn't care what people thought of me.
But now I do;
I care whether he sees me as a new age goddess,
Or the scum of the underworld who wouldn't grace the sole of his boot.
I know that it changes from day to day;
Sometimes I feel like I am something,
Like I am worthy of what I have fought so hard for.
Other days;
I feel like I am not worthy of your attention,
That I am out of sight, out of mind.
That,
Is what makes me want to recede to the darkness once more,
To return to my sweet tomb of eternal slumber.
For there,
I will forever be alone,
Forever mourn our love.
But it will save me from this searing pain,
This twisted torment,
This hopeless helplessness.
This rejection from my vampire,
This rejection of my faith in you,
This rejection of my love for you.