Loving you is a sin
At least that's what they taught me
But if to love is to sin,
How come I was happiest when I was with you?
Every day, I faced a world of judgment
Tearing me down and criticizing me
Simply because I kept choosing to love you
I lose bits of myself each time
I step foot outside our world-
Our world where it was safe
A sanctuary for you and me
They tell me I'll burn in hell
"For all eternity," they say
And if loving you is a sin that will put me in hell,
I'd gladly burn for you.
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Poems 'cause why not?
PoetryThese poems are supposed to be completely personal for only me and some for her, but why not share it? Surely, in some dimension, we all know how it feels to get our feelings toyed with, be strung along, be in pain, be happy at times too so... Here...
