Justification

Do you miss me?
My smile,
my laugh?
my kiss?
Do you miss
the time we shared?

Well come, my koibito,
tell me of your pain.
Cry the tears that I have.
Give me what I am owed.

Show me your wounded heart,
bare your gaping soul.
I want to see your tears,
stain the face
that once haunted my dreams.
I want to see your blood,
stain the sheets we shared.

Your pain is my pleasure.
Every tear you shed,
another step closer to nirvana.

Your death is my religion.
Every sob you utter,
a tinkling melody to my ears.

I will bathe in your tears.
Let me drink deep of your sorrow.
My koibito, my lover.

You stole my heart
In return,
I'll take your life.