You whined, speaking

How arrogant could he be

But always

You ended up with a smile

--

You complaint, saying

How wicked could he be

But always

You said he was just being cheeky

--

You cried, stating

How uncaring could he be

But alway

You told me its okay

--

The answer, you knew

You love him

More than anyone does

Don't you?

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Deep down

You'll never know

Someone's heart is bleeding

With the invisible blood