I hate you.
Who are you, again?
I used to love you.
Why did I stop?
You still love me.
What did I do to deserve you?
You say I'm your one and only,
but the voices in my head say differently.
You ask me if I still love you.
What if I can't tell you?
Would you walk away like a normal person?
Of course not.....
You kiss me and ask again if I still love you.
What am I supposed to say?
I felt something special in that kiss,
but what was it? Love?
I reply to you and you get a giant grin on your face.
You scoop me up in your arms.
How am I supposed to respond?
You sweetly remind me when I ask.
Why do you help me?
Lost in my ignorance
all I know is that I love you, too.
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