My everything

by theory of the loser   Feb 2, 2008


I always thought love,
As a myth,
A fairytale,
That would not come true,
Something that would lead to false hope,
I guess I was wrong.

Because the moment I saw you,
My heart felt as though,
It was to burst.
I trust you to be my everything.
So please take my hand,
Everything will be okay in the,
End.

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