True

Everytime I asked
if your love was true
you simply said
that maybe I do

Everytime I told you
that I loved you
you smiled
out of pity or glee
you've never said

Maybe even you're unsure
Maybe you have other men
Maybe my love is replied
In its own subtle way

Yet,
Nothing ever wavered you
You could only be speechless
When I really wanted to know
If you were being true