Predilection
Love was something I wanted,
Love was something I needed,
Love was something I thought you
would give me, but love is something
I'm living without for you was not
the one to love me but the one
to hurt me.
So now I still want love and I still
need it, but now I also fear it.
Copyright © The Poet 174 | Year Posted 2008
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