I don't think
I'd ever quit
Loving you.

I feel like
My chest is bursting out
Whenever I think
About your flaws
And your perfections.

'This is *******.'
I told myself
So many times
'Why would I love someone who'd never love me?'

This poem
May be mainstream
Simple.
But this simplicity
Hurting me every day
Devours me every night.
Killing me every morning
Hunts me every dusk.