One day I asked him to stop loving me

There are days when-
you might not get the picture of me

times I’ll act like
a stuttering apology

even delve into my
suicidal tendency

and I could inflict pain-
on you. For the efficiency of-
my self-destruction knobs

I’ll ask you to stop loving me-

because I could be an automaton
reproducing fears I know
I only kept feeding

and you could drown with me
in the abyss of my darkness
in the depth of my inconsistencies

I’ll ask you to stop loving me
because there’ll be days like this

When the very person I love
I would hurt
and I don’t want that!

But, when I asked you to stop loving me
you gently smiled and say;

” I am willing to play this game of-
replaying darkness and light with you

I will participate every single time
you feel you’re not good enough

I will cooperate with your stubbornness
But, baby you have to understand

I intend to love you last
no matter how long it takes

no matter,
how long
it takes

I will always be here,
loving only you..”

And never did I once
ask him to stop loving me
ever again…

© Bluesirie 20130504

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