Mad Lover Poem by Faith Cecelia Story

It Kills me not to love you freely but it also kills me to know,
your love for me isn't pure.
What must i do,
Move on with the pain of love until it fades or continue with the Pain of knowing you can't even think of me one second!
Either way, its all a huge PAIN!
Why must love hurt,
7 years past since we were together,
You have moved on with your life,
Your married, with children but I can't get myself to love another;
The pain i felt 7 years ago, i felt last year, last month, last week, yesterday and today.
Why must i love you this much?
I went to see a love doctor.
After 100 sessions with him, he told me, he couldn't help me, infect NO one can help me other then myself.
3 years in the Mad house, i love you even more once am high.
Maybe i enjoy the hurt, maybe am simply just mad, maybe, just maybe, you where too good!