I've read about the bad boy becoming good for the good girl. Why can't the bad boy be good for the bad girl? Maybe I'll just have to ruin the good girl, bad boy relationship to win. I want Chase as mine, not Arianna's.
This is a casual poem about not confessing your love and the feelings you have for that person. All the things you wanted to tell them but just didn't,
till now.
P.S:-(I hope you relate to it)