Frozen Flower - A Markiplier fanfiction

If love's a sweet passion, why does it torment?
If a bitter, oh tell me whence comes my content?
Since I suffered with pleasure, why should I complain
Or grieve at my fate when I know 'tis in vain?
Yet so pleasing the pain is, so soft is the dart
That at once it both wounds me and tickles my heart

-Orianthi