Ronald, I was writing about a young and new love. Not a love that has grown and matured over time. This is the feeling we've all experienced at one point in our lives. A puppy love. Innocent and simple.
This is so true of a child, or of someone in a condition like mine, but I find that when a healthy adult makes this kind of plea, it is frightening because I sense a codependent relationship where one person, the writer of the poem, is being treated very badly and should break free.
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