If love’s a game then I don’t know
How to play it. I don’t know the rules
Or if there even is one. What makes
You fall in love? What makes this
A poem? Is it because I split a
Sentence?
Is there a beat I must adhere
Or ten neat words, now can you see it clear?
There is a fine line between
Literature of this kind; if I combine
These lines would you still mind,
Must I count the times I rhyme?
How do you define love? You might
Be able to, but so could he, so
Who’s right? Sometimes I try
To put it down into words —
But they just don’t feel right.
Maybe that’s just it — maybe it’s
Just a feeling,
But I haven’t felt it yet.

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