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True Love (to J.M.P.)

by Melanie A Bennett

If there was one kind of love, the kind of love that's true.
I'd have to say it's the kind of love that has to do with you.

You are my light when it is dark, the apple of my eye.
Without you I am nothing, I just sit at home and cry.

I know that you don't feel for me the kind of love that's real.
I'm just happy that I told you exactly how I feel.

So someday when you think that you could try to love me too.
Just look me up, I'm pretty sure, I'll still be in love with you.

04/29/2000

Posted on 10/06/2001
Copyright © 2025 Melanie A Bennett

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