Monday, February 17, 2014

Tell me you love me

The more I like you the more I need you to like me even more. I need to hear it. I need to be told. But the more you tell me, the more I won't believe you. Because I know deep down that I don't need to be told. So fear slowly grips my heart until I leave you so you can't leave me.

But maybe I can change.

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