What’s Love

by TattooedPierced   Aug 16, 2004


Love doesn’t make sense most of the time.
But so many search for it most of their lives.
I can’t understand why I’m losing my mind.
And why I can’t call you mine.
Could you explain this to me.
Why you and I can’t be.
You know how much I love you.
But why don’t you love me.
By: Susan Beth Hittle
Wrote: February 4, 2003

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