I love him but he does not love me Although he once seduced me with his art His complex face I still do wish to see I love him yet but he does not love me. I puzzle over this anomaly And wish the grief of lies to leave my heart I love him but he does not love me From his seduction ,I in pain do smart. I detest him yet for I was then unknown He hung on me the clothes of his desire And when I called him once on his i phone He labelled me a whore and quite unknown His fantasy was not one I could own Tried,judged ,condemned to perish in his fire I detest him , hate him for I was newly known And knowing me, he sent me to my pyre