Will you love me at my worst?
When the good is gone and the sweetness has evaporated?
After the actions that made you fall for me are in question and the woman you knew is hidden within a facade you don't recognize?
Will you love me after the kisses have become routine and the love making is just an act--absent of the desire and passion that once defined our interactions?
Will you?
still
love me?
And will you stay?
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