Poetry

Dec 10, 2007 22:01

10 December, 2007

How can I tell you?
If I knew saying it would make you see me differently,
Don’t you think I’d tell?

I can’t tell you everything.
You know that too.
If I do tell,
What happens then?

I’d lose you forever.
So I won’t tell.
Never.

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