I love you because doing so gives you a voice and visibility in the world. I will defend you to the death, not because of a passionate burning love.
It is obligation and fear of the unknown which keeps us bonded together.
Our love is not destined to last a lifetime. Though, we will stay together forever.
Love is just not part of the deal.
Besides, if I do not cherish you then, who will?
Yet, you still crave an undying passion which I will never feel for you.
You cling to every scrap of attention which I throw your way.
"Why don't you love me?" You ask.
Tears are flowing down your cheeks.
"I do love you." I reply.
I keep my attention focused solely on the television. I avoid making any eye contact whatsoever.
"No, you felt obligated to help me out. That's not love." You respond softly.
"What more do you want from me?" I ask.
My eyes remain riveted on the television set.