Tuesday, July 23, 2013

He asks me
Why I love him

Prod me not
I tell him
For I know
Why I love

You loved me
In my ignorance

You loved me
When I was in love
With someone else
Unknown to your’s

You loved me
When I was taken
And was ecstatic
In my own world

And yet
You loved me

Then I stood shattered
Hopeless
Miserable
Doubting love
Yet ignorant to your’s

You saw me through
The best and worse
And still loved

Prod me not
I tell him
For I know
Why I love

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