Fatality of love passing between the rocks

i bought her steady things,
to lift herself out of gloom
i stood between her and the walls
of my room,to stop the echos of her cries
turn her away from home,
She had long been forgotten
like yesterdays forecast,
for that is when i pushed her into
my bed,and asked her why she was a rock
i had long tried to cultivate,
She kicked me in the face
for which i let her eat my soul
If only she knew who i was today,
she would want me dead
for i let her go,and that is why
it is by the edge of the sea,
you will find me,
somewhere between the rocks and her..