You Don’t Love Me Anymore
*_Take this…_
Take the word that was whispered to me since I was a child,
When news and laughter flowed freely between us.
Take the beauty of one who cared for my future,
Because all of it was love—
Love that lived in my heart,
Love that was always pointed toward the Eternal One.
But you… you don’t love Me anymore.
Listen.
The Eternal One remembers your devotion in your youth.
How fiercely you loved Me then.
You followed Me through every wilderness,
Every unplowed, lonely road, just to stay near.
But now… you don’t love Me anymore.
Ahaa… not like before.
Not like when I first revealed Myself to you.
The truth is plain now:
You don’t love Me.
You don’t love Me!
Heee… you don’t love Me!
You don’t love Me like you did at the beginning.
I can see it—your time with Me has grown so small.
You’ve even forgotten that I need time with you too.
You don’t love Me!
You wake up, reach for your phone before you reach for Me,
Never pausing to ask, “Are we still okay, My Love?”
So tell me honestly—
Are we even still in love?
No.
Because now you only come when your hands are empty.
You come when you’re hurting.
You come when you need something.
Not because you want Me…
Only because you need Me.
No. In truth…
You don’t love Me anymore.
You don’t love Me.
You don’t love Me.
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It keeps the Jeremiah 2:2 “first love” lament, but now it breathes like a poem instead of a translation..
•This is the English version of the poem I previously posted...titled "Thatha naku". I wrote it in the Zulu language. One of the languages they use in South Africa.|| I am an ambitious born again young man from Eswatini.
• It is important to build a relationship with your God...and have that personal relationship..🤗🤗🙏
