Mon amour

I met him when, he said my name, he called me out, he put me through pain, I told him what, they did to me, and all he said, was "you'll be ok", like where my sympathy, empathy, strategy, maybe even more, maybe he's a bore

I met another, that was my lover, he set me free, he stayed with me, I told him what happened, he didn't like the reaction, he said "Je ne te quitterai jamais, bébé, je resterai avec toi jusqu'au jour de ma mort, et quand tout prendra fin, je survivrai"

I went through pain, It screamed my name, it hurt me so, I breathed in hard, I feel to the ground, and what he said was " I love you baby, I always will, it's time for me to go, will you live for me, take the chance, be free, for me, for me" I said I. Love. You, I. Love. You