How foolish of me to think he'd like someone like me,
how foolish of me to even think that someone could love me,
because you already told me several times that I'm a monster,
a monster with no heart,
but all I wanted,
it was your love,
nothing else mattered,
that was the most important thing.
STAI LEGGENDO
Poems of Love and Suffering
Poetryle idee che mi passano per la testa quando l'ispirazione bussa alla mia porta (italiano e inglese)
