Forbidden is my love

by Beatriz Zamora   Mar 3, 2006


He looks at me and looks away,
I don't care, it made my day.
All those hours, minutes, seconds waiting,
all that time pretending, faking.
Faking that when I see him,
My mind doesn't commit a sin,
making impure thoughts,
my heart beating so hard, I'm afraid I'll get caught.
People say he is too old for me,
My love makes me blind, I refuse to see.
Over and over, I tell myself not to fall,
Not again,last time was too close a call.
I look at him and my heart melts,
He makes me feel better than I've ever felt.
All my doubts are left in the hall,
I enter the class and again I feel myself fall.
Even if I look at him back, we are forbidden, the door to our hearts can't open a crack.

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