Do you love me?

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    Do you love me?

    You say you love and will till the end of time. Then you turn around an act totally different. The Little things you use to do for me have gone away. Every thing I do lately pisses you off. It hurts to think that your love is slipping away. People call me a fool for how much I love you. I love you with all my heart and soul. You’re my world and I would give my life for you. Your pushing my away more and more every day. It breaks my heart and I die inside a little every day just thinking of it’s. I ask myself every day what did I do to make you stop loving me? I wish you would tell me what’s on your mind. I have loved you from the first time I saw you baby. People tell me love is an easy thing. Now I know they are fucking liars. Love is not an easy thing. Love is complicated thing. Always has and always will be for ever. I’m trying me damnedest to make you Happy. Your not making it easy for me to make you happy. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Now I’m starting to think you don’t want to be with me for that long or even at all. I know it a hard thing to think but I’m thinking it. I give you 100% every day and you never do it for me. I gave you my heart the first time I told you I love you. Now I’m getting vary sick of thinking that you don’t love me. Lately I have been thinking that you never truly loved me. You say I’m cheating on you. I have never cheated on you and never will. You’re my world and I will never love anyone as much as I love you. I love you baby. Now you need to tell me Do you Love me?

    January 29, 2009 at 2:13 am

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    ncsassyrn commented on Do you love me?

    03-14-2009

    A very beautiful poem.You have a way of saying the truth about love

    LaylasRose

    06/12/2009

    Thanks I JUST TELL IT HOW IT IS

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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