Yes I admit I'm a hypocrite, a hypocrite about my feelings for you...
I'm full of feelings of lying, lying in my heart if I love you...
It can't be separated from the word stupid, stupid if I don't want to be with you...
Because you know why?
Because how precious you are to me, love.
YOU ARE READING
Twilight I Give Her Name
PoetryA Simple Writing, As Simple As Someone, As Simple As Love.
