Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
“I don't think so” she quickly said out loud.
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
“I know but you're just saying that”.

What have I got to do or say to get you to take me seriously?
“Try being yourself once in a while, not someone you think I'll like”
I'll be whatever you want me to be!
“Exactly but that won't be you”.

It's been going on like this for months.
She wants me to be myself.
I want her to take me seriously.
It got to a point when she said “If you loved me you'd do it for me”.
I said “If you loved me you wouldn't ask”.

What exactly is love? It's something I've thought about over and over.
She thinks she has the answer.
“What is love then” I asked her?
“It's the yearnings you get when someone you love is away from you” she said determinedly.“The melting sensation when they kiss you and the feelings of hatred when you see them talking to another woman”.
“That's love? Well I get all those feelings as well” I offered.

“You're just saying that” she said.