Sweet Sorrow

Oh my sweet, why do you torture me?
Is it too complicated to just go on ahead and put me out of my misery?
If you did that, I'd probably miss you so.
It would take a lot just to let a pretty thing like you go.

This sweet sorrow will be the death of me.
A poisonous love that kills me with each breath.
Something you hate, yet love so much at the same time.
A love you cannot escape.

Sweet misery, please kill me.
Put me to death.
A love without you is no love at all.
Yet a love with you may be a pitfall.

A kiss like whiskey.
A glance like knives.
A love like fire.
Sweet sorrow, why do I love thee so?
♠ ♠ ♠
I would say this is another part of my (many) Lex poems, but no. This is for two ladies. One of them being Alexis herself. The other, my ex girlfriend who tortured me in so many ways.
Enjoy my tale of my misery.