what’s love?
With piercing words, she deemed me immature,
My love an obsession, my heart impure,
"Beautifully broken," she labeled me,
A project not hers, a lover not to be.
In my anger, I called her cruel and heartless,
Blind...
My love an obsession, my heart impure,
"Beautifully broken," she labeled me,
A project not hers, a lover not to be.
In my anger, I called her cruel and heartless,
Blind...