Aslam Marikar - A Lovers Dilemma

The truth is I do not love you:

You test me and this makes me doubt if you trust me.
You carelessly drop things by, will you happen to drop me too.
You spend hours questioning your beauty, but darling old age is inevitable.
You are too independent, togetherness will be impossible.

The Truth is I love you:

You test me; for all that is worth must be protected.
You carelessly drop things by, let each article be a trail interestingly winding the rout and deepening the mystery to reaching your heart.
You question your beauty, Does the sun ever see its charm and smiles it brings to all that are touched by it.
You are too Independent, This makes you who you are, it is how we met.

Aslam Marikar

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