I'm trying to write something romantic (not for my romantic partner but my apologies if this is the wrong sub). I've written this from memory but the truth is I went over each word carefully. I have no idea how to say what I mean as I am terrible at writing.

My love has taken everything from me. My job my family my name my even my life. She has taken my body and nailed it to the cross. She has plucked my eyes from their sockets to keep as her own. She has taken my body apart, dismembered it, and the kept the head in the glass case. She has stapled my heart too my chest, a flower that she could not bring herself to behead and bury but not worthy of bloom. She has stolen my soul and boiled it down into a syrup, turning it to something more palatable. She has given me a new name to call her own. She has put something in me, as much a part of me as her. She has given a new body, one that she can hold in her arms. She has given me purpose, a life before infinitely far longer than my own.