It and I

It had me in awe. So I ruined it.

It is not quite ugly but not quite attractive.

Still beautiful to me.

It is happiness making the sun shine brighter.

Still sad for me.

It is love in a bottle.

Still hating what hates me.

It is different.

Always the same to me.

It is pleasure.

Still working to help me.

It is noise.

Still making me silent.

It is light.

Mingling with my darkness.

It is good.

Mixing with my bad.

It is clean. 

Collecting my dirt.

It is pure.

Letting me taint it.

It is heaven.

Saving me from hell.

It is life.

Killing me.