Your words still keep telling
The love you've been selling
Is not the love you feel to me
Because this is true and neat
You say that you wouldn't be this nice
But because of you, I am wise.
So I am sorry for not believing lies
But every time I close my eyes
There is the darkness reminding me of you
And it's causing me pain, too.
You both are the same.
Your love just surprisingly came.
YOU ARE READING
Reasons For Watering A Dead Flower
PoesiaWould you be my lil flower?? I'd be more... had I had power...
