Sometimes, I feel that you don't love me. That our relationship is all in my mind.
Sometimes, it looks as if you are playing with my heart. Pushing buttons to make me dance to your art.
Sometimes, it seems you are forced to entertain me. Am I disturbing your life?
Sometimes, I wonder if you would take the step to connect, if silence from me is all you get.
Sometimes, I wonder if we might actually be nothing at all.
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