Andrew Castillo · Mar 4, 2010
And

I love you.
Nothing more to say.
I lost the game when it came to you.
Sore loser I am.
And I am no longer breathing
Because you were the only one who took my breath away.
And if I smile at you
Know that I am hurting inside from the pain.
And when I cry
Understand why.
And when I die
Know I died from a broken heart.

- From Masquerade
 
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