I want to say I love you
And mean it to the moon and back
With romance in the middle
Instead of the ocean track
I want to say I love you
And not fear the absence of replies
Without the inevitability of pain
Bleed whatever the word implies
I want to say I love you
Because I really do
In a way you won't accept
In a way you don't want to be true
I want to say I love you
But life has made my heart calloused
So I'll keep my mouth shut
Like always been practiced
I want to hear I love you
From your mouth
And I always do
But it's never true.
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Black isn't a Color ➵ poems
Poetry❝ Black isn't a Color, rather, the inability of light to reflect off. ❞ A collection of poems from the confused soul of an antisocial adolescent, who doesn't know where they belong, and where they don't.
