The Last Thing I’d Ever Want to be
I don’t even know what you are to me anymore. I am not sure whether…
I don’t even know what you are to me anymore. I am not sure whether…
Mourn with the speckled butterfly Who was once a flawless caterpillar, Now drinking on flower…
You've made me truly smitten; And the proof is every poem for you I have…
What I feel for you is atypical; You have infected me with love so hysterical.