I know you love me and I love you ,but I'm not in love with you, I think you're pretty but it's not the same ,my heart belongs to another but I didn't tell you in time ,I was never in love with you So sorry for making you believe in something that never existed ,for making you believe in a lie ,sorry.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Either way
PoetryIt's like a burn book where I put all my feelings, but not in every chapter I'm going to talk about others. Es como un burn book donde pongo todos mis sentimientos, pero no en cada capítulo voy a hablar de los demás.
