You know,
I can think of anyone
as any love
like love of lusts,
love out of firsts,
love in times,
love, being in crimes
But
when I think of 'True Love'
only You comes to my 'heart', first,
like a sole core inside uneven crust,
that even when this loved one will ask
"do you really love me truely?"
I'll whisper your name to my heart,
slowly; (sorry! harshᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʳᵘᵉ)
than I may die wherever,
besides someone whosoever
but sure, still be in your love, forever..
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