Why do you just ignore me
And pretend I didn't tell you
What we both know I told you
I love you
Can't you see that
I love you
No other explanation
For this crazy infatuation
I love you
I know you know that
Why do you ignore it
I love you
I know you feel it too
Or at least I think you do
You love me
Why won't you say it
You love me
Don't you?
ohhh i like this one a lot. possibly a misconcieved idea aboout ones love, or a desperate wanting, to the point where the line between consciousness and unconsciousness blurr SICK
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lacey you keep writing like this and you won't be unknown for love. Unrequited love who hasn't felt this way about the object of their affection