They Don't
Louis
People say you're fake. That I look so unhappy with you. That what we have is nothing but a lie.
People think they know it all.
But they don't.
They don't know how I look at you and see my whole world. They don't hear my heart beating so fast whenever you'd look straight into my eyes, that I'm afraid it'd fall out of my chest. They don't see the awe held by my eyes everytime I see you smile. They don't know that I feel like I'd combust into a thousand glittery pieces whenever your lips touch mine.
They don't see, hear or know, that I love you.
Because people see what they want to see and hear what they want to hear.
And people think they know it all, but no.
No, they don't.
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