Loving you may be the frivolity of my childhood
Or
the aspiration of adulthood
It may be the misconception of the mind
Or
the reality of the heart
It may be an infatuation
Or
the dire tender love that has just blossomed
It could be an act of fooling you
Or
It could be the pure emotions running through my veins
It may be an act of treachery
Or
My sincere desire to make you mine. Forever
My true feelings speak on my behalf, true love doesn't need to be expressed
When in love, the heart speaks for itself.
*N.A*
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