My love is sacred, it's outrageously passionate. It's irrational and uncompromising.
Your love is moody. It switches between maddening heights and unknown depths, it kills me when it does that, both ways.
My love is pathetically protective of you, yours is nameless.
My love paralyzes me, it is as unconditional as unconditional could get, it doesn't crave for your response, yet it does.
You hold me hostage, you dictate my mind's every move.
I don't matter to you, you follow the faceless.
Your love is divine, mine is human, very human.
I need you and you are insatiable.
I stay up like an insane insomniac, watching you sleep.
You are a rock, while I explode to your every touch.
It's badly lopsided...
My love is love.
And yours is not.
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