I don't say the "L-word."
I don't even write it
So why is it that for you,
I'd write "love"
In every style
On every surface
In every color
A million times
And it still wouldn't be enough?
YOU ARE READING
The Scrambled Philosophies That I Call Thoughts
PoetryThe scattered musings about love and life by a(n) (a)musing girl who knows little of either.
I Don't
I don't say the "L-word."
I don't even write it
So why is it that for you,
I'd write "love"
In every style
On every surface
In every color
A million times
And it still wouldn't be enough?
