Love has wrecked us, as it always does
We were so good, so clean
Wholesome and unbroken
Look at us now, my dear
Look what we have become
Passionately estranged
And entrenched in silence
Love ruined you first
You were too beautiful, too grand, too absolute
Maybe it got jealous
You were swamped, you were drowned
It gave and gave until it was too much
Until you turned sour
Until you were just numb
Until nothing was sweet and all was bitter
And then you were ready, not ripe but rotten
You succumb to excess
From then on you took all and gave none
You became Love itself
You did all of its work, charming and destroying
Like every man in that sort of story
Full of pride and blindness
Like Narcissus, like Icarus, you were consumed
Love ruined me second
It was a long, drawn-out process
It was strategized and premeditated
I was too curious, too eager, too trusting
Love was always promised and always was denied
A lifelong of unanswered need
An existence full of neglected prayers
I was dying of thirst, bleeding and begging
But Love gave me nothing
It laughed in my face. Laughed and laughed
Until I was silent, no longer demanding
Until I was all dry, hopeless and resentful
Until no one was friend and all were enemies
And then I was ready, not ripe but barren
I succumbed to absence
From then on I yielded nothing and mistrusted all
I became what all women become in that sort of story
Deprived and unwanted, brooding and scornful
Like Medusa, like Echo, I was turned into stone.
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