how do i tell a girl i want to kiss her

you make me remember my death

You come into a guy's life,
and you try your best to make,
it happy. But he's an ahamaq,
with a weird personality. He cuts himself when he can't fight what's attacking him, eating him from the inside. And you're so loyally in love with him that you end up cutting yourself, feels weird.
You find yourself waking up, scared, that if he'll like what he sees in the mirror today, cos if he finds himself ugly,
he'll cut, and it'll shatter your intestines and suck your soul out of your food pipe, breaking your canines into tiny pieces and ending your hope to live and falling deep into the mud,
and all you can ask while dying,
is to make him happy, you're still asking for his happiness, not your life even when you're dying.
You born again,
as a malika-ul-mulk,
You see him, he's a mulaazim now,
his eyes and eyelashes still dark,
He bows to you, but you're alone with him,
In the hallways, you go to him, and touch his chest, he still has the cut,
You sob, internally, and kiss him,but he shoves you and keeps his head down and walks away.
And you see yourself in the mirror, trying to remember your name.
And all you can remember is what you used to call him.