• vinton_adrian 11w

    For Megna

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    Tonight I find myself in a strange situation:

    It seems like you have stolen my words — my truest companions,
    From my very lips.
    It seems like my heart has betrayed me and has begun beating for you.

    Tonight I have no fancy words to write,
    Tonight I shall write no fancy words but only write the truest of the words:
    I love you beyond reason,
    And shall do so until the bitter end.


    ©vinton_adrian