Make your own free website on Tripod.com

But not really

I love the way
that you assume that
I'll always be here.
Not really.
And how you leave
the dishes in the sink
and clothes on the floor,
I love that too.
But not really.
I tell you that
I love how you
do things, that it's
okay with me.
Not really.
I think that
I love you.
But not really.