I Do Not Know If You Love Me (Italian Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

You tried to force me to break my own word
that to you I gave many years ago,
while here now you want me to let you go
and while I do love you it seems absurd,

where reality seems totally blurred.
To put a marriage on hold I do not know.
I pray God do goodwill on you bestow.
To your decision I have not concurred,

I do not force myself on another.
Where the years with you do now seem in vain,
where we both did swear in oath forevermore,
your words do me now seriously bother,
while you do bring to me the greatest pain.
I do not know if you love me like before.
© Gert Strydom