I will never understand
What goes on in your mind
Why do you call me up
Then leave me to be
Do you like playing with my heart?
Or is it just me
Am I to blame
Maybe I am
I play with your heart
Like you play with mine
I smile and flirt
Then push you aside
Only when your gone
Do my true feelings show
My heart fills with love
Never to be returned
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Do I? (Completed)
PoetryDo I love you? Do I even like you? Every time you call, I wish you didn't. Every time you don't, I wish you did. So I must ask myself again do I love you?
