“what’s with the phone call? and the questions? you have me dazed and confused. i mean, why are you unsure of my love for you? have i done anything to make you think i’ve changed my feelings towards you? did i say something that gave you the impression that you don’t mean as much to me as before? i don’t think i did. so what’s going on? is this even really about me? my feelings haven’t changed since the day that you said you’d be mine. the day i said i loved you is still the happiest day of my life. but for some reason, you begin to question my desire. “am i in love with you or do i love you?” i know there’s a difference, but do you even need to ask? you said before you could see something in my eyes that told you i was in love with you. is that something missing now? did it somehow vanish and fade in the past few days? i don’t understand this sudden doubt of my feelings. or my truthfulness. it really disappoints me that you would even entertain the notion that i wasn’t completely devoted to you. i thought we were above the games. i thought we were above the foolishness. things we both don’t need. my feelings are true. my desire is real. i love you. and i’m in love with you. don’t ever question that.”
sometime in '00 or '01, i don't remember the exact date.
August 6, 2012
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