Love Me

Love me, you had demanded,

like no one can ever love me.

So I obliged.

So obliging I was those days.

Not because you had asked,

but because there was no other way.

And even when you loved me less

(and others more)

I loved you with all I had.

For every one of them that loved you,

I had to love you twice as much,

if I were to be the one that loved you

most of all.

Do you love me, you would demand.

Yes, yes, yes I would respond,

eagerness in my heart.

I was determined to love you

like I had loved no one else.

Not because you had asked

but because I did.

Do you love me still, you would demand.

I would nod my head and hang it down

there were all those others you loved

(and who loved you)

My love shamed me but I loved you still

You were after all the one I loved

the most of all and the one whom I loved

like no one else could.

Will you always love me, you would demand

and I would cringe in response.

Yes, but make it stop. Make me stop.

I would always love you.

I would love you most of all.

I would love you like no one else did.

It was a curse.

Love me, like you did before, you would demand.

Till the damn curse wears itself out. I would think.

There were all those others you loved and those

who loved you still.

Only it doesn't matter now

whether you loved them more or loved me less

or I loved you most of all or loved you like no one else.

I would have loved you, like you had demanded

(and even if you hadn't).