A Fool's Love
They say love is a fool's game,
Yet I hate that I love you.
I hate how my heart belongs to you.
I hate how every thought returns to you.
I hate how you don't belong to me.
Tell me, why?
When I ask the stars what is radiance,
they speak of your smile.
When I ask the moon what is grace,
it speaks of your elegance.
And when I look into your eyes,
I find myself imprisoned in beauty.
Yet even then,
you still cannot be mine.
I hate how love has made me your fool.
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