Pale, Ice Blue Eyes*

I'm wishing I could keep you. Hidden, to be mine, away. To keep the truth covered, That I want... you to have me. But I can't let you, Because I am taken. Secretly, I am. Taken by someone you hate. Don't make me leave. You can't make me leave. What I call love, is attachment. To hold me up in comfort. I crave what I wish, To give you all you want. Don't leave, I wish you knowledge... Understand. Please see my thoughts. I want you in my head. I think I care enough to admit a first... And if you try to leave, I'll say I love you. ~Written in late-2004 (June-November) when I was fifteen/sixteen. *Original copy had no title.