It still hurts me to the core,
How I'd have walked through any door,
For you,
I was just a hopeless romantic,
How I'd have crossed the Arctic and Atlantic,
For you,
I was just a lovesick fool,
How I let you rule,
Me,
I was bewitched by your charms,
How I let you disarm,
Me,
Would I?
Would I do it again?
Would I love in vain, again?
Would I go through that pain, again?
I would,
I would let you rule me,
I would let you fool me,
I would let you use me,
I would let you reduce me,
To my selfish self,
Cause I loved you,
More than I loved myself...
...
Ugh this one's sad. This person knows they are being used. But they love their other so much they are silently tolerating it.
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Paper Planes
PoetrySometimes you know something's right and you go for it! But some other times, you know it is wrong, you know are being tricked, you know are going to be heartbroken but you still go for it... This book is a compilation of various emotions you go thr...
