He Loves Me, I Love Him Not
He loves me.
I cannot fathom the love he showers me with.
I am his bright morning sun,
His clean, fresh air,
His absolute everything.
He loves me.
He pours out his soul to me,
Expresses his deepest desires,
Spolis me with precious gifts,
Drowns me with kisses.
He loves me.
I love him not.
I do not love his words,
I do not love his anger.
Oh, what I think of his love;
Wasted.
I love him not.
I do not love his smile,
It freezes my soul.
I do not love his heart,
It is empowered by darkness.
I love him not.
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