Why You?

Fri, 10/20/2017 - 23:59 -- afrorex

Day by day I pass you by,
Yet I receive no attention,
Often asking why
you wreck me,
Make me want to die,
And not someone else,
7 billion of us,
Yet you caught me,
Fake I know plays tricks,
But my heart is something I cannot fix,
Call be my many names,
Maybe it's true though,
my passion can't be killed,
I know myself,
I know my love is real
And even though you cannot feel
as I feel,
I know they're sincere.

It's all good,
And even though I havn't got a clue
I'll tread on,
Regardless on the return,
Far, far, overdue.

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