You call your self an idiot yet to me your the smartest one alive. I wish you knew that I wrote this stuff for you I might be mean but it's the only way... the only way I can convey the way I feel to you. I get red in the cheeks not because it's hot out but because your so cute so perfect you may not think so but your a different kind of perfect my kind of perfect
YOU ARE READING
A hidden truth
PoesiaI'm talking to you ya know You know who you are. the one who holds the key to my affection
