I was and I did

What you make me feel
is not just the dew drops on the rose petals,
but the blood I left on the thorns of the rose bush.

What you make me feel
is not just the sea of calm,
but the storm that rises from it.

What you make me feel
is not just the laughter in my being,
but tears from my heart.

What you make me feel
is not just the desire to create,
but to dance the dance of destruction prior.

You make me feel like a king and a beggar
all at once.

Why do I tell you all this?
Because, even if you don't love me ever,
I want you to know that I was
                                               and I did.