He knew.
He knew my mistakes.
He knew about my life.
He knew what made me happy.
He knew of what I was afraid.
He knew my favourite food, place, music and my favourite number.But he never knew that my favourite number was 11, because it is his birthday date.
He loved me.
But he never knew that I loved him too.
DU LIEST GERADE
He loved me.
PoesieAlways not sometimes through hard and fun times in rain, wind, or snow you feel like sunshine. "He loved me." |Cover- @lebensfrohe |Banner- @schmetterlingsgift