My life, My madness, My foolishness, My likes, My dislikes, My fears, My happiness My everything
Will she finds out my fake identity? Will she finds out I'm the opposite of her thoughts? Will she finds out I do most of the things she hates? Will she finds out I was cheating her?
Will she? Will she has similar fears?
My wishes were small My needs were simple My reasons were genuine
I begged you not to I pleaded you to stop
They were just soap bubbles for you And you enjoyed bursting them.
Later you said sorry, When we ran out of bubbles.