I love with a love that is different towards each I tell it to
But the ones I've told if not to you, have not begun to enter the gates of my heart
Very easily I use the word when it is of no meaning
I care for people deeply
& such an honesty & return for this emotion, leads to its use
See I never truly loved a being until you popped up in my face
& I never will love another, the way I love you.
YOU ARE READING
Unwise
PoetryI wish some wouldn't tell me how I feel, as if they know better than me.
