Agape Para Lito
Melancholy to the eyes, I cry out
The fate that I should have known to believe.
For I did not seek to scream it out loud
But truly the love was meant to be seen.
I was petrified of being alone!
Was it this great fear that was deceiving?
Just lust... he was what I had to disown
Though I loved every ounce of his being.
Such an emotion can't ever be just,
They especially can not be ignored.
For you can want love and they request lust,
Or the lucky one can just become bored.
Agape, there's no way to hide from you.
Agape, the more I died... more you grew...
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