See how i cry, Beg, Crawl. For you have loved me from within, Put the Sun in my Heart And after that Left me to myself. But look: I am just this heart In which you carved out big chunks, Very big chunks, To write the word LOVE Now this feels painful And empty. Of our love story Are left words only... Ho i would love to hate you For having loved me. But i'm too weak now To even do that. How, tell me how, You could love me so much So as to turn me into Light, And cast me again into the role Of a beggar?