
And I loved him;
Oh, how I loved him.
It wasn't love of course,
even I can see now that it
was infatuation. But at that time,
it damn near killed me.
It's so passionate, so intesnse...
so painful that even years afterward,
I still feel hurt when I heart his name.
From FurCuddle/FurLife to Chris.
I'm sorry I'll never get to kiss you.
Oh, how I loved him.
It wasn't love of course,
even I can see now that it
was infatuation. But at that time,
it damn near killed me.
It's so passionate, so intesnse...
so painful that even years afterward,
I still feel hurt when I heart his name.
From FurCuddle/FurLife to Chris.
I'm sorry I'll never get to kiss you.
Category Poetry / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 538 B
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