
Maybe I was a fool to think you really care;
to think you would always be there.
I want to tell you that I still love you so;
cause I thought you might like to know.
If love is just a game for fools to play;
then I will have my say.
In the end, I will win.
When everyone leaves you down, I will still be around.
Knocking on your door, can I love you anymore?
Maybe I am a fool to love you but I do.
Till the rivers stop flowing.
Till the wind doesn't want to blow.
Till the flowers stop growing.
Till the ocean is a sea of snow.
I wrote this cause I thought you'd like to know.
About the Creator
ezurates Angel
Writing was my first true love.




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