A Cliche Diverse Love
Dear, Generic love,
generic poetry.
Same old cliches, same old kocham ciebie. Two worlds apart. One broken heart. Alas, I love you. Aishiteru. A fool A tool Play the part Stole my heart Do I love you? Wo ai ni? Heart is hurt Eyelids sting I endure this ain Je T'aime You lack ambition. I am strong. Say"Mi amas vin', unless I am wrong. My love for you, endless. My heart, not strong. I hope you understand. I hope you see. I hope that you, mi amor, will come back to me. I wish to be with you. I'm having second thoughts. All I know is I love you That's alot.