Do you hear me?
Are you there?
Do you love me?
Do you even care?
Am I of importance?
Or just another intrusion?
Do I even have a chance?
Have you reached you conclusion?
Why do you always answer with a question?
It's as if you're avoiding my eyes
Don't you know I can't stand that?
It's the one thing I despise
If you are to break my heart
Hurry and do it fast
You're not the first to tear it apart
And definitely not the last.
I didn't really understand this poem, but at the same time I did. I like it.