Understanding Love

I asked you to leave
and then I cried.
I asked you to return
and then you sighed.

'Alas my love,
Can't you make up your mind? '
And I responded
'Love makes me blind.'

You asked me to leave
and then I knew
just how you felt
when you thought we were through.

poem by Edwina ReizerReport problemRelated quotes
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