Don'T Love Him Poem by Faeza gilani

I don't Love him,
And yet, am sad when he's not around
We argue and fight about every little thing
I never tell him, What's on my mind;
Yet, he knows, All I think, feel want and seek.
We don't talk much
except! What would you like me to cook? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Or what would you like to eat? ? ? ? ? ?
He never brings any flowers
instead he cuts & brings oranges in bed for me,
He's always there to kiss my tears away when they fall.
I don't love him,
And yet, when he's not in my bed I can't sleep,
I say! I don't love him
Which is not true I love him more than life itself
He's the father of my kids,
He's my rock which hold's me in place
Without which I don't think I can live.