Here I am, trying this thing once more
Trying to confess my love to you, like time's no more
Maybe it'd work, maybe it won't, both is okay
'Cause confessing is what I'm here for, at the end of the day
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust a book with the sole purpose of making a hundred poems for the girl that the author likes #62 in poem #9 in shortpoem #9 in shortpoems #123 in firstbook #141 in newbook
