Some might call it a weakness
this secret that i confess.
Others say I'm naive to be
filled with such stupidity.
They say I'm being immature
that I'm ruining my future
and I'm not thinking clearly
to hold on to you s dearly.
But what i think of all of this
is that thats what love truly is.
To be able to confess
and securely await forgiveness.
To have someone to count on
it doesn't matter what you have done.
Always someone by your side
Nothing that you have to hide.
Don't listen to what they say
I promise you everything will be okay.
So get rid of all the doubt
I think thats what loves about.
Because no matter what you do
remember i forgive you.
because you always seem worried about what il think when you tell me something you did. So i want you to know there's nothing you can do to make me love you any less :) so stop worrying weirdo :) Ps. he doesn't know i wrote this..should i show him?
