Hurt Me

Hurt Me Hurt me. I beg you. I want to ache with passion. I want to long for your touch. I want to agonize when you are gone. Hurt me. I beg you. I want to feel ripped apart When you wake up And tell me you must go. Hurt me. I beg you. I want to scream in Pure unadulterated agony When I think I'm losing you. Hurt me. I beg you. I want to cry in sorrow When you are hurting In a way I can't fix. Hurt me. I beg you. I want to be tortured By the tender touch Of your moist lips on my skin. Hurt me. I beg you. I want to know The true depth of grief When I can 't touch you. Hurt me. I beg you. Because pain is The true measure Of love.