I liked you,
You liked me.
Then we were asked what we gonna be.
Why do we have to be labeled,
Why we cannot love each other,
Just like that,
Cause it feels right like that.
YOU ARE READING
Contemplation
PoetryLIFE, It is a messed up thing but darling so are we, High on emotions, Lost in freaking dreams, Tied up with the idea of love, LIFE IS STRANGE, IT IS A MYSTERY, A QUESTION, LIFE IS YOU AND ME.
