I'm scared to even admit
that I care about you
Letting it out is killing me
cause I'll never be able to
love you the way I want to
And why are our silences so comfortable?
Why do you make me feel at home ,
when the door's always been half open but half closed?
And why do you make me blush?
And why do you care about me so much?
Why didn't you leave me alone like everyone else did?
Why didn't you let me die?
And why ,
Why me ?
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Field Of Darkness
Poetry"And i was in darkness So darkness I became" - Unknown This is the sequel to Field Of Roses. Please keep reading and voting! ♡♡
