Price Tag

I hope I never know
Just how much I love you.
Because for me to be certain
I’d have to hurt you
In just such a way that makes
You
Hate
Me.

And once I realize
You’re never looking back
And I’m trying to pick up the pieces,
I’ll still think of you,
And then I will know.

But I never want to know
If the price of that knowledge
Is the thing I love.