This poem is special. It refers back to How? It's sort of an answer. Enjoy.
You ask me how
But I thought you knew
That, then and now,
I'm in love with you.
I know your mind is dark
Darling, so is mine.
But I know I saw some spark
When I used my cheesiest pickup line.
I know you are confused
And you have a heavy heart.
But I have seen your scars; I have seen you bruised,
So, believe me when I tell you, we will never be apart.
Because I have not given up on you,
I highly doubt I ever will,
But just keep in mind,
I will never find someone who loves me like you do still.
AGD

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Painting With Words
PoetryThese are subtle glimpses I get from the lives of the people around me, written as poems. Some refer to me; most don't. Enjoy.