She always calls me ‘Love‘. Yet, I know, she never means it. That’s the hardest part.

Her love is somewhere, in someone else’s heart.

I only have her body. I thought that would be enough, I thought, I had won. But, I was wrong.

She does call me ‘Love‘. But, she never loves me. Yet, I don’t care. A white lie is enough.

Call me a fool, ’cause I am one.

~ a fool man, the foolest on earth ~