Mistake

I wanted to make a talk,
To tell you how I feel,
I keep saying to myself,
That this love ain't real,
That you don't love me,
The way I love you,
I just can't see,
That you really do,
Im repeating to myself,
that your love is pure,
And that there is no doubt,
That it's absolutely sure,
All of sudden I could see,
That the one that doesn't love,
The whole time together,
Was noone else than me,