I Loved Her Pain

I had intentionally broken her fragile heart again.
She saw me kiss another woman today,
And like the humble woman,
She hadn’t caused any chaos,
Just waited for me at home,
Not that she would try anything anyway.

I know I hurt her so badly,
But how,
Would I make her understand,
That I went out with both men and women,
Because I loved her too much,
To let her go?

Maybe,
I had already caused her enough hurt,
But she cried so beautifully,
It made me love her more.
Her broken voice,
Whenever she confronted me,
Was so sexy,
That it drove me nuts.
Her heart clenching in pain,
And her sniffles,
While she lay in bed beside me,
And blamed herself,
For not being enough,
Were an adorable sight.

I was addicted to them;
If only she knew,
How hot she sounded,
When she cried.
No matter what I did,
To see her tears of a heart breaks,
She always hoped I would change for her.

I wished she could choose herself,
And leave on her own,
Because if she did,
I’d let her go,
But she never left.
I was terrible for her,
Yet madly in love with her pain,
More than I loved her.