I realized that
You didn't love me.
And it hurt for a few...
Until and when I forgave you.
For what in me,
Can you love,
While shaking and trembling before me?
Where does love go...
When it doesn't show?
It hurt.
But I forgave you anyhow.
For what fault in you I find,
Will I not find in myself?
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