Truest Form Last night, case in point being that it was over, I said I heard you call me your ex-wife's name a month ago when we were in bed not that it really matters now but I wanted you to feel like dirt back then I didn't bother to say anything though it made every nerve in my body hurt I still loved you even through that and you have the guts to say to me that you don't love me anymore that I made you lose love so easily? No, you never loved at all, not real. If you did, I couldn't make it disappear Love is something deeper than you go it stays large, year after year. So you, shallow, hollow, unrooted man are not one I would marry as I thought pictures, roses, and sunsets fade but love, in truest form, does not.