Like you love me

I feel like you love me

Maybe just a little

But you have that look

That you don’t

I feel that you care for me

Maybe just a little

But the words you speak come so easily

To you

Your lips move so effortlessly

You speak of pure hate

You want me to feel the same

Maybe just a little

You love me

For what I could be

For what I have,

not what I am.

Not what I am made of,

 but of what made me

 be the person I am

in your eyes.