7 February 2013

When your next the me I can feel the warmth of your skin.

When you look at me I can feel the hate that you give me.

When I touch you by accident I can feel you skin and all that makes you.

When I hear your voice I hear what you're saying but I know that you don't like me.

When I look at you I see that you are strong but yet you use your strength to knock me down and to hurt me.

But why do I still like you when I know that you don't feel the same way about me? You hate why I have to say and you don't want to even be near me. So why do I still feel this way about you?

Bethany_Rose_BergFeeling Of Your Body • Opuss № I