Forever. What a strange thing.
Everlasting. But what will it bring
But even stranger... there’s love.
Something that helps you rise above.
When you’re in love, everything turns.
When they smile, your face burns.
I’m in love. Don’t want to admit.
I don’t want to. Not one bit.
I hate it, by the way.
I’ll hate it till my final day.
But I like it too. Don’t know why.
I want to confess. Not to be shy.
But I can’t. And I hate it.
You know, I should just quit.
My heart says otherwise.
No matter how much my soul cries.
I’ll live with it for a while more.
Until then, you are the one I adore.
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 11:33 PM UTC
Forever. What a strange thing.
Everlasting. But what will it bring
But even stranger... there’s love.
Something that helps you rise above.
When you’re in love, everything turns.
When they smile, your face burns.
I’m in love. Don’t want to admit.
I don’t want to. Not one bit.
I hate it, by the way.
I’ll hate it till my final day.
But I like it too. Don’t know why.
I want to confess. Not to be shy.
But I can’t. And I hate it.
You know, I should just quit.
My heart says otherwise.
No matter how much my soul cries.
I’ll live with it for a while more.
Until then, you are the one I adore.
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