A Crime?
The way she smiles
May be considered as a juvenile crime.
But can't refuse to reconcile
I may had taken too much of her time.
But she's here, with me
Thinking she'll eventually flee.
She looked at me
Got me feeling all fizzy
"you'll eventually leave" I stated as I was looking down at the cold floor.
To my surprise, you held my hand and said "that will never be my choice. I rather be hurt than feel nothing at all"
I looked at you and damn
I swear, you're the most beautiful creature I have ever seen and lucky enough to love you.
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