Is This How You Love?

You have no problem leaving me behind.
You can easily put me out of your mind.
It’s like my presence puts you in a bind.
I bet every time you see me you wish you were blind.

You told me I was your one and only.
That you never wanted me to be lonely.
You always dealt with my drama patiently.
Whenever you left it was always reluctantly.

I would go to hell and back for you.
Do you ever wonder how much I love you?
Just how much, you’ll never have a clue.
You are the only person I ever want to pursue.

I wish you felt the same way.
One day you will, I pray.
But you keep pushing me away.
All I can ask is that you stay.

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I love reading poems about love and dealing with pain. I get that that sounds either ridiculous or even morbid, but I love being able to relate to what other people are writing about. I like being outside and active and I am never sitting still.
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ron parrish

sweet poem of love


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