Ritual release

recently i've been wondering whether it's even possible 

for someone to love me the way i love others

loving people ruins me.

if you're not going to love to the point of ruin, why bother?

it's how the Christ loved us as he hung there dying.

love should consume us.

it should prompt us to empty ourselves.

i am emptied.

Hollow.

and still filled and filled again with the love that swallows 

me whole,

unnoticed. Unreciprocated.

Ruining only the floor with the stains of its fervor