I am doing something I hate for you. This is what it means to be in love.

you told me to do it in the way that i feel best;
i know then from that moment on;
i will start to share; speak; talk; move; think;
and get ready to one day get really terribly hurt;
and that i have to crawl back to my own cave;
and lick the wound off on my own;
once more;
nevertheless;
you told me you will do new things to me when we next meet;
that excites me once more;
and i do not mind the wait;
the pain;
the longing;
anymore;
i hate you and yet you make me love you more.