I gave you so much
without wanting anything in return.
You kept taking, without giving,
sucking the life out of me,
draining out every ounce of what I had within me.
After all that you did,
I still cannot get myself to hate you.
Is this love?
Or am I just a lonely, wandering soul?
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Poems about Love
PoetryContains only poems. As the title says, the poems are about love- love that makes you happy, love that makes you feel complete, love that hurts, love that makes your heart ache, and love that's unconditional. It contains letters, his povs, and just...
