To deny I love you.
Would be like denying my name?
Everything about you impresses me.
Your attitude.
And even your changing mood.
To deny I love you.
Is like denying the truth.
So I admit.
I love everything about you.
Notice the love stories that passes many by in life.
Simply because they were afraid to be adventerous.
Afraid of the event that might affect them deeply.
And with you.
My love goes deeply.
Still, to deny I admire you.
Would only affect me?
All because of the happiness you have show to me.
Jul 26, 2012
Jul 26, 2012 at 10:16 AM UTC
To deny I love you.
Would be like denying my name?
Everything about you impresses me.
Your attitude.
And even your changing mood.
To deny I love you.
Is like denying the truth.
So I admit.
I love everything about you.
Notice the love stories that passes many by in life.
Simply because they were afraid to be adventerous.
Afraid of the event that might affect them deeply.
And with you.
My love goes deeply.
Still, to deny I admire you.
Would only affect me?
All because of the happiness you have show to me.
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