- But who are you to me or I to you?
- We didn’t know each other half a year;
- It was only business – nothing more ado;
- And barely business friends were we, it’s clear!
- You merely drove me home conveniently,
- A simple act of friendship, nothing more;
- A mere two automata acting free,
- But why then are our hearts still aching sore?
- Because, my Love, you cut my heart and soul,
- With words of love, you never knew you said,
- And I in poems your virtues did extol,
- To show you your true goodness, as you read.
- Pretend you do not love nor know me still;
- I loved you then, and now, and always will.
copyright John Justice 2015
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