He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me…
Why can’t he see what he is to me
He’s my light made by flame
He’s my darkness with no shame
He can do no wrong but rights
He could say these lies but lie
I do not care for his ways of denial
For all I know this phase will last only a little while
He loves me
He loves me not
But he does
He really does
This man is a man who has shed no tears
Has no fears expect those feelings he tries to reel
That’s what it is, he’s scared
Scared for the love he has for me
I’ll just keep trying until I see a crack
I’ll keep pushing for the things that he lacks
This will work, it has too
If it doesn’t, I don’t know what I’ll do
And I am sick when I look not on you.
No matter the petals I pull
No matter what flowers I pick
I will make him love me
Until he’s sick of it
For it is he’s love that I picked