You intoxicated me. It was just as though you were making me love you by some invisible force.

the simplest thing you said, touch me to no end:

i hurt you i know and this is the last thing i want to do;
things are out of control when i am with you....and i like this;
like to be with you;
like you so much;
like all;
i do not know how to explain you my feeling but the last things i want is to lose you;
is it love? maybe...i think...i do not know...do i have the right to love you? maybe not...
i hope i did not destroy everything; anything.


the truth is.............



you already have; had; did and will do it over and over again.