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Dec 2023
Even though I don't love you,
Why the hell do I get jealous so easily
Whenever you talk to someone other than me.

Even though I don't love you,
Why the hell do I cry
Whenever I am angry with you.

Even though I don't love you,
Why the hell do I fear losing you
Whenever you laugh with someone other than me.

Even though I don't love you now.
The poem is still incomplete, as is my love.
Satvik gupta
Written by
Satvik gupta  21/M/India
(21/M/India)   
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   Punyaa
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