Traitor!

Love is not a training session! Stop it!

It hurts.

Keep me up, keep me up,
Heights and roses
rock me ever gently
Pray you do not drop me

Why do you contrive to put leash upon this woman and lead her about like a pretty little thing?
You underestimate my tolerance. I am in love with you, but never forget that it was I that contrived to draw you near to me. It was I that fell in love with you despite your propensity to toss aside all but that which pleases you. And never forget – it was I that consented to your robbing me of my innocence.
You know not the precious state of that which you hold so loosely.

Do you love me?
Then why are you only thinking of yourself?
Why must I make the effort to keep myself in your mind?
Has this all been a lie?