Foolish Love


I wish I could say I am not foolish enough for love. But I can’t. I am foolish. Foolish to fall in love at your every smile, kiss, hug, caress…

And I wish you weren’t looking over my back, reading this. Now you know my secret. You know I am already in love with you. And that makes me all the more vulnerable. And this vulnerability should make me scared. But it doesn’t. Because I am foolish and I give into love again. And again. And again…

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