I feel like i was hiding in the dark and i just came out. Not showing my true self made me lose myself. Nobody noticed. I didn't want them to notice it.
I loved her from the day i first saw her. That probably sounds like a lie. But it's as true as the fact that i have a heart. A heart full of her. Full of her eyes, her smile, her laugh, her stories, her hands, her hair...
People don't understand the purity of my love because they aren't pure. I love her. That is my crime.
I didn't want to hide her anymore. I wanted everyone to know how happy she makes me feel. And that was my second crime.
Everyone hates us. She doesn't care. I don't care either. I want to be able to love her and give her my whole life.
In the end my crime is being a girl in love with another girl. If that crime killed me, i would die blissful.
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