Don’t Tell Me You Love Me

Short Poem

Photo by Aarón Blanco Tejedor on Unsplash

Don't tell me you love me.

It hurts to hear it.

You know I won't say it.

Just hate me, like I hate you.

So it doesn't hurt anymore.

So I don't have to be the bad guy.

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