The undying cowardice
Shall I, shall I not?
I'm in love, yet shall not be.
Every time I look at thee
An instant of pure pleasantry.
Every second spent with ye
- The hugs and smiles especially -
I feel like never leaving.
This cruel hope I held within,
The dream that would allow me to
Feel for you what I now do.
I am in love, that's crystal clear.
What's not is: should I dare...
So history returns
And I have not learned a thing.
And still I'm torn apart.
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Publicado en e-Stories.org el 13.02.2011.