I love you, I love you so much.
You ask me how do I know?
If I betray you, it's my heart that bleeds, since I entrusted it to you.
All your pain would then become mine.
I cheated, I was cheated on, but, as soon as my eyes crossed yours,
I never betrayed except to love you.
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Eight Billion Thoughts For You
PoetryJust another very thoughtful girl. * Spreading thoughts since 1996 * (Not all -but almost all - poems are mine). All rights reserved.
