It is you
You, it is you
Deep in my heart
Deep in my thoughts
Even in my wildest imagination
Perhaps you're a gift
Or perhaps,
Hehehe... as I always put it
You're my punishment from God
For I must have sinned big time
in my previous life :-)
Whatever it is sayang
Although many things are wrong
This still feels right
In it's own peculiar way
If not perfect, almost
If not contented, rather close
And if I've never told you
Please do know
It is you


2 Comments:
nice poem ;)
Thanks Elle.
We're divorced. He doesn't love me as much I guess.
*still hurting*
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