I don't know if you love me,
because you love me,
or you love me for loving you.
And,
I don't know if I'm the love of your life,
because I'm the love of your life,
or
I'm the only one you loved in your life.
And,
I don't know if you want me
because it's me,
or you're afraid of losing me.
We got so used to being in love
Without being in love
We just forgot about it.
But,
I'm not content.
Should I feel wrong for it? (because I do)
I mean true love dies
if you don't take care of it, right?
After so many tries
To pick up the pieces to the puzzles of our struggle
Is it okay to just frame it,
leave it on the counter of our hearts
and take a different picture?
These questions I have,
are left unanswered
so I stay still, unmoving
emotions ever changing
and doubts continuously growing
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