my heart is full of love for you, my dear oh, how it overwhelms, it overflows please, i don’t want to see you shed a tear do not worry about my hopeless woes
i know your love for me is not the same it’s true, i must admit it is painful as you and i play in this ceaseless game it is fruitless and yet i am grateful
one day, you will leave me for someone else i’m sure they will treat you better than i just leave me be and take care of yourself it doesn’t matter when we will both die
let us walk this tightrope of fragile love until one of us goes from push to shove
Assignment to write a sonnet in my writing class. Kind of boring, but I managed.