My Valentine

Roses are red, violets are blue.You've sent me to Hell.Now you must join me, too.Obsession is a word that's followed me since the day I met her. I'm not too ashamed to admit it flows through my veins. I, of all people, realise how dangerous that can be.I may have escaped, but no matter how much I run, she's there, reminding me of what I did...what I miss. Even in death, she haunts me. If losing her wasn't enough, I constantly have to live with her inside my head during the day, in my dreams...