You're so perfect, did you know that?
From your head to your toe I see nothing but your Beauty.
Did you you know that I love you more than anything, cause I guarantee that's a fact.
Of course you never believe this, or when I call you cutie.
However whenever you say 'I love you too'
Why does it feel hollow?
Why does it feel like I mean nothing to you?
Maybe it's just my mental state that makes it hard to follow.
I want to believe you.
Really I do.
Do you feel this way too?
Or have you convinced yourself that my word is true.
I would never lie.
Especially not to you, my love.
But I lie to myself over and over till my will to fight dies.
However I always hope that whenever we talk I've made you feel loved, my beautiful little dove.
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Undead Poetry.
PoetryLate night poems written by an insomniac, and published here. This'll be my poem collection, and will stay exclusively on Wattpad. I hope you enjoy these poems as much as I enjoy writing them.
