I didn't need you, but I loved you.

I didn't cry my tears for you, but you wiped them away.

I didn't want you there, but you stayed.

I didn't draw my blood for you, but you drank it.

I didn't live my life for you, and yet you saved it.

My heart isn't aching for you, and yet I know you won't break it.

My dreams aren't about you, and yet I know you'll never haunt them.

My eyes are blind to your world, and yet I know you'll never scar them.

My blood and tears don't mix for your pleasure, and yet I know you'll never clear them away.

Your heart isn't mine to keep, and yet you let me watch over it.

Your eyes aren't mine to stare into, and yet you let me look through them into your soul.

Your blood isn't mine to help you wash away, and yet you let me clear it from your tarnished skin.

You aren't mine to have, and yet you let me keep you.. forever.

*~Disclaimer: I wrote this fic for Underworld, which I don't own because if I did this would be on some movie poster in blockbuster; not here. Please review, and tell me what you think I meant by the poem and your opinion on the quality. Thanks.*~