Written August 24, 2002
Why do you love me?
Why do you adore me?
How come you pretend to like me?
And on the inside you are screaming to get away from me.
Why do you even try to act?
As a matter of fact,
I really do love you.
And if it were mine, I'd give the world to you.
But I'm afraid I cannot.
I'm sorry boo, but it can't be bought.
My love for you is not a toy.
So don't take it lightly, I hope you enjoy!
I hope that I get to marry you someday,
And this is why I get on my knees every night and pray.
You don't have to love me, it's okay.
Just remember that I love you more each day.
And that I will never give up even if it takes my life away.
And whenever you need me, just call and I'll come running your way.
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Survivor's Remorse
PoetrySurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
