Hurt me until you lose me one day,
With every wound, I fade away.
Your words like daggers, piercing deep,
Leaving scars that I cannot keep.
You're free to chase your distant gleam,
Seeking joy beyond our shared stream.
But know, none shall match my glee,
In vain, you'll seek my love, but flee.
You'll tire seeking me in others' guise,
Searching my love in strangers' eyes.
Regret shall weigh heavy, a bitter fee,
So hurt me if you must, I'll endure,
For the love you spurned, so blind to see.
But remember, my love was never impure.
At the end, it's not the pain we see,
But the love that sets us free.