She Loves Me (Not). A poem.

She loves me,
She loves
me
not.
I suppose
I’ll never know.

She loves me,
She loves
me
not.
I have to
let her go.

She
loves
me
not.

And that’s how
it always
ends.

8 thoughts on “She Loves Me (Not). A poem.”

Virginia says:

October 23, 2017 at 3:31 am

The paradox of love… 😦

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1. stevestillstanding says:
  
  October 23, 2017 at 3:35 am
  
  Indeed. Forever breaking my heart. 😦
  
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gigglingfattie says:

October 23, 2017 at 2:56 pm

It feels weird liking a poem like this, it’s beautiful but also so sad.

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1. stevestillstanding says:
  
  October 23, 2017 at 5:30 pm
  
  Thank you! Unfortunately, it’s the story of my life 😦
  
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  1. gigglingfattie says:
    
    October 23, 2017 at 6:01 pm
    
    That totally sucks! But its good to channel pain and heartache into poetry 🙂
    
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  2. stevestillstanding says:
    
    October 23, 2017 at 6:12 pm
    
    That’s what I always say lol 🙂
    
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afraidofbreaking says:

October 23, 2017 at 8:50 pm

Story of my life…

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1. stevestillstanding says:
  
  October 23, 2017 at 10:21 pm
  
  Yep. I hear ya! 🙂
  
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