i love him,
i love him at 3pm and 3am
i love him when it is rainy
and when it is sunny
i love him when he is happy
and when he is angry
i love him when he loved her
and the next girl after that
i love him, i love him, i love him
but you can only fill the bathtub so much
before it becomes too much
it will soon overflow
rotting the wooden floorboards
that will make the whole entire house
collapse
and i will still love him
even after that.
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bitter sugar
Poetrycollection of poems about love that is too bittersweet to even taste.