He loves me not...

He loves me, he loves me not...
The childish litany
Running through my mind
Does it really matter?

He loves me, he loves me not ...
Why do I torture myself?
He says he loves me
Surely that is enough?

He loves me, he loves me not...
Why can't I take it at face value?
Why must I go looking
For a sickness at the centre?

He loves me, he loves me not...
I know, if I pick at it enough,
I will justify my fears
And loves me will become not.