Live, Love, and Die

I feared for him
he was always planning---always expecting
he feels his nemesis rising when there is nothing there,
every moment of his day spent in his stuffy little room
when he could be with me

I reach out to him in any way I can
but he casts me aside like a childhood fear
I'm disreguarded, his puppet and toy and nothing more

He lost his love years ago
in the midst of a fight
he pleaded death for his mistake
but fate turned on him that night
leaving him in pain

I lost my love in a battle not my own
I had called him mine, and felt bitter resent to the boy with fiery hair
the one who soberly stares into the monitor screen, the glare reflecting off his glasses

Now I was the one who was waiting---waiting for a moment of weakness.
Finally, the day came.
I took to my enemy with gun in hand to destroy him
with a grin I cackled fiendishly
pulling the trigger slowly

I found myself on the floor
bleeding to no end
and even though I attempted his death he tried to be a friend
I said "No, I'll be fine---I need love in my life again" as I sobbed in tearless pain

So it's now that he's mine
forever shall he be
it's just he and I through all eternity without a care or sigh.