Do you still love me,
I really need to know.
If you don't, I'd understand,
I love you enough to let you go.
I know I hurt you,
No excuse for what I did.
Love is not suppose to hurt.
My insecurities, I should have kept hid.
Again i spoke out words,
That cut through like a knife,
Cutting deeping within your heart,
Forgetting, this is real life.
I placed up my shield,
Forgetting who you were.
Forgetting that you are not agaisnt me
Instead, I let my emotions stir.
Do you still Love me,
Or has love come to the end?
Is it time to go separate ways,
is there a way for this to mend.
Theresa Marie McLaughlin
Copyright �2002 Theresa Marie McLaughlin
