Torture Kiss

A kiss we kissed as new as old;
it tortured me within my soul.
You’re not the one I want to kiss;
you're not the one I want to hold!

You were the one before that day
when you decided not to stay,
but now in dream you torture this
poor soul which you have thrown away.

So now I’m on my own to find
a mind which does enjoy my own
so lone I’ll be no more and be
thus free from tortured dreams of you
who gave up dreaméd love to know
the woe of selfish loveless lonely low.