I Put the Knife Down for This

Im sort of surprised
I picked up the pen
Rather than picking something up
To end my life with again
You make me suicidal
But I cant get enough
My wrists are sitting here begging
To be opened up
I give it another week
Before you can say my life ceased
Then you can look at my face
The face of the released
You dont understand
How sweet your kiss tastes
Or the feeling I get
When I caress your face
You sit here and hurt yourself
By being restricted
Do you see the emotional
Wounds that you have inflicted
Hell never love you as much
We belong together
This is a fact that gets
More true with each and every letter
My life has two purposes
And that is to love you
For you to love me back
Thats what I was sent here to do
You tell me that you love me
But there will never be a you and I
You are what I was put on this Earth for
I cant get you, so I might as well die