To you, my one and only unknown love, I bestow unto you my heart and burning desires.
I've dreamed of our wedding day, and much more to come.
But still with a blank slate, for you, my one and only unknown love.
should i turn into a storm?
howling like the wind,
to get you to hear me?
more raindrops; more tears,
to make you feel
drenched in remorse?
harsher and faster,
much like a hurricane,
to get you to see
how messed up i am?
when i'm stronger
like the storm,
would you love me more?
I'm the bitch,
the quiet girl in the front of the class,
according to the handicap stall in the upstairs boys bathroom, a slut.
I love, and when I do I love to no ends.
But you'd never know how much this bitch loves, because there is no love shown.