I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume My heart with its cruel Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
Seems like you are saying there are only two different states of being, loving and not loving and everything else is built around that. Very much how it is when young and obsessed with being in love more than actually loving someone. A very interesting poem Najdi
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morgen90210singapore, Central Singapore SingaporeOct 20, 2012
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