Love Impersonators Poem by Aston Marley

We love each other, but she want to have me all to herself; and i think that is a selfish love.

I love to be alone sometimes, but she want to be by my side all the time. She said she loves me, but she can't stop going through my phone every minute; I think she don't trust me.

I wrote her love poem, but she prefer to read it to her friend that smoke hemp. She said she's is not one of them, that her morality is not friend with vanity.
We talked about true love in a room full of lust.