Sincerely Yours

I love you not
But I know not why
That when I see you
I feel so high

I care for you not
But why is it so
That when you are not fine
My spirits seem so low

I hardly think of you
But little I guess why
That when I think of you
My worries just pass by

I neither love you nor I care
I know not what I abhor
But finally I firmly conclude
You are the one I adore

Isar