So tell me you love me,
Tell me you love me with all the words on your tongue
If I mean anything to you,
If I'm more than a burden you'd shrug off your shoulders before continuing down your road without trouble.
But even when you do it, I won't be convinced.
If you're sincere, I'll need a little more.
So prove to me you love me,
Prove to me you love me with all the gestures of kindness there are
If I mean anything to you,
If I'm more than an annoyance you'd easily forget before continuing down your road without interruption.
But even if you do it, I won't be convinced.
If you're sincere, I'll still need a little more.
So show me you love me,
Show me you love me with all of your heart and your soul
If I mean anything to you,
If I'm more than a stray puppy you'd give an apologetic glance to before continuing down your road without annoyance.
And then, when you've done it, my dear,
I may finally be convinced.
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Into the Depths of Despair
Poetry"I sometimes find, and I am sure you know the feeling, that I simply have too many thoughts and memories crammed into my mind. At these times, I use the Pensieve. One simply siphons the excess thoughts from one's mind, pours them into the basin, and...
