A Broken Heart

My heart still love him, my oppressor. Is it because of self-preservation why I love him? Or Is it because I truly love him? I believe the latter is so, because I do not love him of my own accord - God made me love him... the unlovable. But he does not love me, even though, he ran after me. Why all that effort? I do not know. All I know he is no longer chasing me; therefore, he stop loving me. Hence, my heart is broken.