i remember writing in one of my unsent letters for you that i used to think love wasn't real until i met you. how you made me believe that it's something that exists, something that's out there.
something that i have for you.
i may not be able to say it just yet, those three words on the tip of my tongue, but i mean it fully.
i love you, i love you, i love you.
我爱你.
YOU ARE READING
riptide | poetry
PoetryCupid shoots with a bow and arrow, some loves are bound to hurt you from the start. [ A collection of poems. ] [ Previous covers by @gauriwrites and @latejune ]
