Yeah alright, you've always said you love me
But honestly I got to ask:
Is love all about focussing on inadequacies and imperfections?
Is love taking advantage of my embarrassing weaknesses?
Is love walking out every time I need you so bad?
Is love wrecking me and still watch me come back?
Is love a forever promise or just a compromise?
Is love knowing you're my poison but keep on intoxicating me?
Is love leaving me on reading when you're all that I need?
Is love giving me the deaf ear when I desperately want you near?
Is love spearing where you know it hurts most?
Is love lampooning the many self sacrifices I've made for your sake?
Is love scaling mountains and watch me wallowing in mud?
Is love the ability of making me feel like a liability?
Is love throwing shade on me and still be my light;that'll never fade?
Is love being wounded by your own understanding of love and bleed willingly?
Is love expressing my affection while I know your real intentions?
Is love being a stranger to the truth at your liberty of being uncouth?
Is love lowering my dignity to ensure your serendipity?
Is love knowing I helplessly love you but to myself I'll never have you?
Is love sleeping and waking up thinking of you but still know you never do?
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If indeed this is what love is,
Call me smitten cause I never listen
Cupid's got a gun and he's shot me with it
I'm so naive for loving you;
You are a cheat and a liar
But still you're everything I desire!
