...But You were Heathcliff

Early spring took my soul far away
Enchantment filled my heart and heaven
Yorkshire's moor's beckoned
The sky turned dark and brooding
Like your brooding passion
You stood in half-light watching me
I was taken in by your ever beauty
Those eyes that glistened
Those muscles that rippled
Your body, warm and tender
I couldn't resist you, nor stay away
I couldn't hold back and when you kissed me
I melted like chocolate in your strong arms

But you were easily hurt and I didn't want to
I only asked and inquired because I loved you
And I didn't mean to hurt you
But you were hurt by everything
The world was not your oyster
Your world was dark and frought with fear
Which I sought to help you overcome
And I didn't mean to make you weep
The guilt was bad for me and went really deep
It was your baby and I couldn't tell you
Because I didn't know how to
And you would have been hurt
And how could I live with that

Alone that night I told you the truth
And you exploded like fire, and cried
And blamed me for this
As if it was something evil and vile
I couldn't believe you would act this way
I confessed, I wept, I said I was sorry
You know I would have done anything
And when I was down, and guilty and crying
Your cruelty surfaced and no words of love came
Only words and insults and those to make me guilty
And I was... yes I was guilty
Enough to drag a knife down my arm
And almost die
Still you jeered.. insulted, and hurt me
It didn't matter to you

I don't know when it hit you that I was going to die
But you were screaming that you loved me
And I couldn't hear a word of it
I realise you didn't love me at all
But if I did die, who would they blame for my passing
And thats what hurt you, not that I needed help
Our baby died
And I survived intact but damaged

I moved on and found love in the arms of another
Sweet, gentle, unselfish and naive was he
I needed his arms and his love
But he was never you
He was Edgar Linton...
But you were Heathcliff