1 June 2012
Boy in my math class,
You are such a flirt.
Words you do harass.
And i know we both put on a show.
Love is just below.
The emotions that we feel,
Love for us isn't real.
So we flirt,
And maybe Ill let you kiss me.
And maybe I won't.
But if I don't I know you'll fight.
Because we never ask permission.
We just ask "who will stop us from our sin?"
I hope you kiss me,
And we can forget life together.
But we both no theres no such thing as forever.
Merging Numbers • Opuss № I