Why Did I Question My Love - Poem by Mark Anton
Im so dumb,
I question my love.
Why would I do anything that would make it crumb.
I shouldn't have question it.
It hurt me more,
When she told me it hurt her from the very core.
I'm truly sorry for my stupidity,
I laid here tearing,
Knowing that she told me those words,
That words don't mean shit no more.
Should I say I love you,
Even though it doesn't mean anything to you no more.
No matter what,
I'll say I love you,
Sorry if you don't believe.
But our hearts will be complete.
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