Oh! Is it clear?
Do you see it dear?
This is my tear,
This is what I fear:
To give in
Let the lust win.
To give you my trust,
To touch you like I must;
Just, for you to leave me…
Do you see? The sea!
Can you let me be?
Let me free?
I know you feel guilty.
You are so pretty…
But really,
It’s killing me
Slowly, this cage,
This coming of age romance,
Turned tragedy.
Bittersweet destiny.
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 8:51 AM UTC
Oh! Is it clear?
Do you see it dear?
This is my tear,
This is what I fear:
To give in
Let the lust win.
To give you my trust,
To touch you like I must;
Just, for you to leave me…
Do you see? The sea!
Can you let me be?
Let me free?
I know you feel guilty.
You are so pretty…
But really,
It’s killing me
Slowly, this cage,
This coming of age romance,
Turned tragedy.
Bittersweet destiny.
