To Be Loved
Because I love you I call
I text
I check in
I cook
I clean
I give you a piece of my heart
Because I love you
I dont care how much I hurt
I look to see if you are happy
Because I love you
That hurts to say
Because I love you I will do it anyways
To be loved is to say
because I love you after all things you do everyday
So, I cook, becasue I love you
I clean, because I love you
I call, because I love you
but, I give you a piece of my heart, because I love you
Hoping you will love me too.
This poem is about:
Me
My family