The Five Stages Of Unrequited Love; 3. Bargaining

I would do anything for love, for he,
The one who tortures my eyeline with she,
Damned fiend, can she not leave and let him be?
I would trade my life's work to be happy.
I would give all the bright stars in the sky,
I would believe if requitement was nigh,
I would devote myself charity,
Even, with him, settle for chastity;
I ask, why do the heavens hate me so?
I would repay all to the gods that I owe,
And grateful for his love, sink to my knees -
All this, gods, if my cries are answered, please.
And then I realise it is not enough,
For heavens cannot make him hate or love.