I am her sorrow, I am her curse
She chose to accept a place lower than low
By accepting my offer, however flawed I am
Her future path changed
Because I love her I try to be more
I try to become better than I might otherwise
She is my desire, my inner fire
She is my flame
I have tried to be more than life offered
And I am unable to know
What the rules of love might be
So I try to be more than my instincts
I wish to make her life better
Because she made it so for me
“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.”
