Love

Christina K

I didn't know how much I could love you,

or what love really was.

Love is when I feel mad or angry at you.

Love is when you make me cry.

Love is when you disappoint me.

Because you couldn't affect me,

you couldn't change my mood,

unless I cared enough to love you.

  • Author: Christina K (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 23rd, 2017 15:55
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 37
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Comments1

  • Tony36

    Wonderfully written and expressed Great write



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