Their eyes linger,
Watching, judging
Half hidden murmurs
Silent knives in the air.
But there, you and I stand.
I like you
You like me
I’m yours, you are mine.
It’s us. just us.
I reach for your hand. You take it
One answer to many questions.
You’re the one I choose,
I am the one you choose.
So where does the sin lie?
In liking you?
In you liking me?
A look we share,
A fingertip brushing skin
Soft, ordinary moments
That somehow sparks suspicion,
Whispers,
Judgment.
I like you,
You like me.
It’s our forbidden kind of love.
Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 3:28 PM UTC
Their eyes linger,
Watching, judging
Half hidden murmurs
Silent knives in the air.
But there, you and I stand.
I like you
You like me
I’m yours, you are mine.
It’s us. just us.
I reach for your hand. You take it
One answer to many questions.
You’re the one I choose,
I am the one you choose.
So where does the sin lie?
In liking you?
In you liking me?
A look we share,
A fingertip brushing skin
Soft, ordinary moments
That somehow sparks suspicion,
Whispers,
Judgment.
I like you,
You like me.
It’s our forbidden kind of love.
Why is my love ”forbidden”?
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