Can Love Blossom?

The minute I was born I was hated even by the lord;
The first few hours I went to school I was never on roll;
The day I first fell in love was just for amusement;
The week I became aware of my wasted existence I wanted to die;
The month I planned my death I was helped by all;
The same month I died and all became a new;
I met my true love;
I treasured the day;
I shall not let it go;
I shall cling onto it for she's all I have;
She knew about me and my past;
The life I lived and what i've done;
She didn't care, as long as we had our love;
So now I remain with a cracked heart,
held together by her. She can shatter it but I wont care;
I Lust for her always even after death;
I'll just be in a corner clinging to what I had;
It wont go away. . . and I know she wont. . .
It'll be that day when we die. Live forever together we will fly....