A/N: This is Celia again. The following is a poem I wrote.
My Love
My love for you is true and sincere.
It is something you should revere.
Your love for me seemed so sweet.
It was a wonderful treat.
I prayed our love would never shake.
I never thought it would or could break.
Yet as I write these words.
There meanings should be heard.
I love you like no other.
So I hope we will be with each other.
I love you with all my heart,
Please listen to me, or else we may part.
My love for you is now unclear.
It is almost about to disappear.
What is happening to us?
Where is the plus?
Are you giving me up?
Am I just a love sick chump?
What am I to you?
Am I like an unbearable flu?
I still love you dearly,
But do you love me sincerely?