Fake Love
I saw you with her,
you’re so sweet together.
You forgot about me
as if I never existed.
Was everything you said a lie?
You said you love me,
but you love her more.
You give her roses all the time.
Am I not worthy to be loved?
I indeed received a rose
but the plastic one.
You gave me fake love.
It’s not true that you love her more
because you never loved me.
I should have known at first
that you’re just fooling me.
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Love and Pain
PoetryLove hurts, indeed. But it isn't love if there's no pain because you'll still experience pain while loving someone. If love hurts you continuously, then it isn't love anymore.
