• You love me one day
    and you don't the next.
    What am I to expect?
    When I see you
    I wonder what's
    running through your mind
    but it's too hard to find.
    Love is blind.
    Do you love me for real?
    I just have to know.
    For finally they could say
    "You see? Told ya so!"
    Yet I'm still not sure.
    What I know is just a blur.
    I long for you, and you
    don't even now it.
    Do you long for me?
    You definitely don't
    show it.
    And here I am, just a
    lonely poet.