i dont know
what makes you think
that i could
ever love you less.
i love you
even when you talk
about the things
that i hate, talk
about the things
that i don't want
to hear about.
and yet you
still ask me, "why
do you hate
me so much? why
do you think
that i deserve less
love than others?"
don't you see?
don't you see that i
cant ever love you less
than i already do?
i love you
and nothing changes that.
even when you
say things
to me
that make me want
to cry.
i still love you,
and that
i hope
will never change.
YOU ARE READING
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