FILTHY WORD OF THE DAY IS LOVE

I'm in love with you,
To the point where,
I really wish I wasn't.

I yearn for your love,
To show for me;
I hate it when it doesn't.

Though I'm not surprised,
For you don't care;
These feelings you'll never share.

And yet still you hurt,
The fool in me,
That sees hope that isn't there.

11 January 2005