Insincere heart


I know how your love goes, today your heart is with me tomorrow you hate me while my heart remains warm and temperate- genuine in its affection and unencumbered by your inhibitions.
Your love isn’t true, your heart despises what it has no control over and is jealous of the wanderer who desires the fruit and says it is good.
You love God because a thousand of your prayers He has answered while all I give to you is my heart and I give it abundantly.
So it is that you hate me when you should love me and love me when I am compliant to your every whim.

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