Which is better, I asked one day,

Love you from far away,

Or dislike you today?

You led me astray,

Keeping me at bay,

In a rut and decay.

Who is happier, I mused earlier,

I, who adored your laughter,

Or you, who laughed at me later?

You made me a risk taker,

An emotional gambler,

Losing always, no matter.

Why not leave you, I sigh,

Several reasons I can’t try,

Not wanting you is a lie..

You sometimes deny,

When I make you cry,

Little by little you die.

Am I a fool or a romantic,

A slave of your rhetoric,

My acceptance automatic.

You make me frantic,

In the sack ecstatic

My soul euphoric.

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