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Say you love me

 I hoped that the brightness of your smile,

would chase away the darkness

surrounding me.

But it was a foolish hope

and an even more foolish love

to fill my void

with your soul.


You tell me of your mischiefs,

your adventures and

the girls who once loved you

like I do right now.

I will soon be replaced,

but I’ll always remember you

as someone who saw me.

Someone with whom I could let go

a part of me unknown to many,

even counting me.

You tell me stories,

while I share my feelings,

for apart from my emotions of being lonely,

and disconnected,

I have nothing to reveal.

What do you want me to say?

That I find my existence bleak?

But how would that make

for a great dinner story?


You think I worry for naught,

but I have lost more things than I ever had,

like the time I lost you,

when I shared too much

that went on in my mind.

So we stay together

with you enjoying life

and me enjoying the sight

because it’s the closest I have been

to happiness of my own.


I imagine you needing me,

as much as I do.

You say it’s an illusion,

but for me it’s an improvement,

for I can put a face

to the desire that’s been

raging for ages.


You’re a prop to uphold me,

while I am your shore,

Wide and malleable

with lots to explore.


I long to hear you say you love me,

hoping it could numb the wounds inside me.

My friends say I’m desperate,

when I miss you

even when I barely know you.

You don’t know me either,

but that’s what you prefer.

Can we ever truly know each other?

See I took the philosophical turn

so I could escape the practical.


I don’t know the games you play,

call me naive, call me innocent

but at the end of the day,

come back to me.

For even if you can,

I cannot be free

without you close to me.


Is this love?

It better be.

Because I might not be able to

give up more

than I have already.


Say you love me already.

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