you can not love someone into loving you

I am sorry
I hope you didnt misunderstand me
Did these poems give you glee?
My my, dear boy
A poet doesnt need to love to write about love,
This is how we breathe
Dont, take it personally.

You look like the man I love,
but you taste like
guilt, regret, and sadness,
my favorite concoction of all

You knew I was a poet, before you knew my kiss
You knew the way to become the ink in my pages, was to break my heart
You knew to become this poem, you needed a fire to start.
And so you did,
And so you did.
You pulled, the ***** trick.