He loves me.
A lot. A little.
Not at all.
He loves me not.
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A very emotional write with the memories what can never be wiped out..... very nice
A gentle and sensitive write of our fragile fleeting lives and those remaining days of the elderly and a timely reminder that all lives are relevant.
Congratulations for this fantastic poem - a beautiful portrait of love. This is a beautiful poem, with a beautiful title and of course, a super beautiful prose note at the end. Liked it very much.10/10.
A bittersweet reminiscence of memories and wishes...I have been waiting for another of your pen... My wait is well rewarded... Bravo! Touche dear poet!
Hi sister dearest, its been a while since I read your poems, some things never change, like your mighty pen, never go wrong. Touching poem, we are getting older and the memories of our youth days sometimes floods our eyes with tears. Super write my friend. Siya_! !