• charvy 25w

    I am afraid to write about you
    I don't want you to become part of the poem
    That will be never read out aloud
    As my eyes hold more than these words
    I am afraid you will find
    How I glanced at you every now and then
    How you became one of my favourite thing to think about
    I don't want to put the burden of my broken heart on you
    It was not your fault, it was me
    Who was afraid to confess my sin of loving you