My secret;
My love.
It does not simply run deep; It runs for you.
I am madly, deeply, crazily, strangely, and truly In love with you.
I want you. I wish you were here.
But I can never have what I want And you do not want me back I can never share my secret It hurts to hard to tell I am going through hell
My dear friend, My dear love,
It's my secret.
Shhh.
Inspiration Staff · Sun Nov 30, 2008 @ 06:06am · 0 Comments |