I have a confession to make.
The way you look at me,
My heart melts into a puddle.
My eyes are drawn to your eyes.
It's too strong for me to look away.
Your warm hands give me a fever,
I am above 100 degrees for you.
Your tears gives me a heartache.
I would take Tylenol
But it would not stop the pain.
The pain that I am suffering with you.
Your smile give me chills.
I would stay forever in the cold
To keep your beautiful smile.
Honey, I am love sick!
Please love me and cure me :)
~ Ky-Viet Dang :) 10.22.10
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PoetryUnsure of what the future holds. Still holding onto the past. Every emotion is valid and life is too short. Don't be afraid to be vulnerable - know what it feels like, what it looks like. You are not alone. Believe that you are worth it. You can't c...
