Do you ever think of me? Or do you just pretend “we” never existed? Have you made up a lie to yourself about how you never loved me any way? You left me wondering what I did wrong; wondering how I can fix something that doesn’t exist any more. I’m lost in sadness! J.W.
Why do I keep on loving you
when it’s clear that you don’t feel
the same way for me?
The problem is that as much
as I can’t force you to love me,
I can’t force myself
to stop loving you.