im such a fool for you
staying up late to talk on the phone,
writing you all these stupid poems that you will never read,
convincing myself that my love for you in insignificant, and not worth sharing with you at all,
doing anything and everything you ask of me, just to see you smile,
dropping everything if it means i get a moment with you,
yes, im a fool for you.
but what else can i do?
YOU ARE READING
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Poesíaa collection of late night thoughts and early morning reveries
