Just tell me something...
Do you love me?
No...
Okay.
YOU ARE READING
THE MORNING AFTER
Poetry"My love for you runs so deep, It is hard for me to even sleep. Every time I see your eye, All I want to do is cry. When I touch your lovely skin, I get so nervous from within" a continuation of midnight thoughts my previous book if you haven't read...
Do you love me?
Just tell me something...
Do you love me?
No...
Okay.
