I don't love you, but I care
Which side my bread is buttered
So I guess that now I'll share
What before, I've only muttered
I don't love you, but I should
Speak of my inner peace
And let you know that if I could
I'd purchase you, with a lease
That way I could return you
If things got a little too crazy
There is no doubt that I'd sue
If I went bonkers, or even hazy
I don't love you, but I'll say
You have changed me a bit
Every time that you try to stay
I feel a need to run and quit
I don't love you, but then what is love
Just a silly inane emotion
You seem to fit like a glove
But cause such brainwave commotion
I don't love you, but right now
I want to kiss and hold you tight
This seems to contradict somehow
Inside my brain there is a fight
I don't love you anymore
Of that I'm truly sure
But denying you is such a chore
And I love your heart so pure
I don't love you, or do I
Why deny it one more time
I guess you know, I'm the guy
Who may just love you, in this rhyme
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mr. J.B. This is beautiful in more ways than one. Maybe I'll read it for my wedding toast... I like I love it!