Love Me

You don’t love me

You love what I allow

You love what I deny in myself

The things that make me shine

The best parts of me which need Love

You don’t love me

You love the thought of an illusion

One that doesn’t include me

Yet you try to force me in as a last resort

You don’t love me

You enjoy my ambiance

The aura with which I glow

The way I face my fears and pain

You don’t love me

I’m an idea

Based on a situation

That requires a scenario

You want me scripted

And well it’s fine to want those things

But just know you don’t

Love Me

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