I believe love is
fanciful
So I do not think much
About it...
I believe love is
ironic
So I do not
dwell on it...
I believe love is a
fairytale
So I do not
read about it...
I believe love
cheesy
So I
look the other way...
One day I thought
deeply about
love,
and wondered if it
Fancied me...
I dwelled on it for a moment... laughed at myself because I knew
It would think me
ironic...
I read the
fairytales
and dreamt of a prince...
I blushed, hoping that someday it would
look my way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem