You know that I hate seeing you cry,
I hate that she's the reason of your tears,
While my only role is to wipe your eyes,
Until you said to me,
"Being with you feels so light."
At first,
I thought we we're only friends with benefits,
I believe you when you say—
You love me,
Because you're the most honest person I know,
But we can't be together,
Because you have a wife,
I have a boyfriend.
YOU ARE READING
Love of Roses [Poetry & Prose]
PoetryRoses are the flowers of Love; You are a rose That blooms on sunrise, And fell in sunset. Roses are the poems of love; You are the words I wrote, The rythmns of letters, For I am yours, And you are mine.
![Love of Roses [Poetry & Prose]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/183958736-64-k774583.jpg)