
twenty-three.
wreckless.

title: Randomness I loved you~
even now i may confess Some embers of my love their fire retain But do not let it cause you more distress- I do not want to sadden you again. Hopeless and tongue-tied, yet, I loved you dearly With pangs of jealous the timid know So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely, I pray God will let it everflow |