i love you
i’ve been told this many times.
lies.
how can you love me?
we’ve only talked for a week
the only thing you see
is a spark
but you mistook it for a flame
you never asked about me
just thought it was a game
you never stayed long enough though
to know the difference
you memorized my laugh
but not what makes me cry
you’ve touched my hands
but never tried to hold my past
so tell me—
how can love grow,
where trust never took root?
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