Don't Say That You Love Me Poem by Franchesca Mia Tortoza

That phrase again, repeating redundantly
I can recall not how often I hear it daily,
I keep hearing these words; 3 words and 8 letters
That you repeat always as if we truly were lovers.

I've no clue why many want to hear
This cursed line that I resent and fear,
I've no idea why they say I live in a dream,
For of this farced vow, I see not the gleam.

Don't you dare say it, not that cursed line
Don't try to fool me; your heart is not mine
Don't you try to convince me that there is such thing as 'we',
Stop this torture, please—please don't say that you love me.