You never asked me

What my favorite color was,

What my favorite food is,

What my favorite flowers were


You only asked me questions like:

"Why is the sky blue?"

"Why is the Earth round?"

Don't you know,

questions like those,

are impossible to know?


I guess thats why when you asked me if I loved you,

I said I didn't know.

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