I need help with the ending of my poem.

I’d kill to be your mind because it’s the centre of your thoughts
Thoughts that I know no matter how hard I try, I will never be in
I’d kill to be your tears, though I’d hate to see you cry
So I could be born in your eyes, caress your cheek, and die on your lips
I’d kill to be in your dreams because you always appear in mine
Kissing me until I wake up, arms wrapped around my pillow

I’d kill to be loved by you, to be cherished and adored
And just as much as I love you, I’m capable of hating you as well