My darling,
Your love is selfish in the same way that
A labourer will work hard to earn,
Their position angers them like no other
But they will never leave
In order to keep safe
Knowing if they’re removed, they can’t survive.
My darling,
My love is selfish in the same way
As my love for felines
I am allergic to them
I do not need them, in fact
In all technicality
They irritate me
But I love them anyway.
I keep them anyway.
Its been a year now
I am tired
I love you
You love me
Differently
I can not wait forever
To see if our differences
Are too strong
For us.