You do not understand.
If you understood, then you would not ask me silly questions.
What is silly about what I asked?
You asked me if I love you.
Well, do you?
I love you, like I love everything else that has ever hurt me.
How is that?
I love you so closely, I can’t feel the knife.
I love you so tenderly, I ignore your sharp words.
I love you so deeply, I can’t leave although your screams tell me that you will never be pleased.
I never scream at you.
Well what do you call- this.