i have known that it was wrong but i still did it. at the end, it wounded me.. like a jagged knife it pierced my lonely heart, then adding to the scars that i already have. i pretended to be blind, i was deafened.. for i felt this thing called love.
i have known that it was wrong but i still did it. at the end, it wounded me.. like a jagged knife it pierced my lonely heart, then adding to the scars that i already have. i pretended to be blind, i was deafened.. for i felt this thing called love.
Love, sometimes, can be painful.
take away the desire. you rid of suffering.