Love is my friend and emeny. 

He is my frenemy.

I love him with a passion.

But hate him with a burning  desire.

He keeps me up at night, tossing and turning.

Dreaming of a love that I fear.

Dreaming of a fear that I love. 

Scared of finding that... ONE true love that is supposed to be there until the end. 

And thinking ten years from now that I will say, " I do" and "until death to us part".

But you had the craving for lust of another women's lips broke us apart.