No.

I love you? You? 

Love forgives injustice.

It accepts deteste and malice.

I can’t get down to being so nice

To someone for who I am just a dice.

Rather just tear out the disguise

And tell him I need better to suffice.

I don't want to live any more lies.

Or spend on him for coke and fries.

When he ain't worth the sacrifice

Why stick on to live like rotting mice.

Sometimes I hate you more than fire does ice.

Yet I hide the tears that escape the eyes.

Because deep inside I love you like birds do the skies.
And that will always remain. Be mine. Don’t put me a price.