Do you still love me?

"Do you still love me?"
In my head I repeat the question
Do I still love you?
"Of course I do"
As I lie to her face
It is Dec 24
She believes I am In love with another women
I would never tell her she is correct
As we spend more time together
I realize....
I am tired of you
On my face you can see the imprints of our love
The only prof that our love did exist
The very home a smile once lived
When we first meet you where everything I valued
You were so special to me....
I once believed you were touched by god
Forgive me but i cant continue
This practical joke we call love
A false relationship....
Constantly forced to comb though the tangled lies
Perhaps our love was never made...
A watch without a craftsmen.