Special quelqu'un

I bet you laugh,

at the thought of me thinking for myself

I bet you believe,

that I'm better off with you than someone else

Your face arrives again,

all hope I had becomes surreal

But under your covers more torture than pleasure

And just past your lips there's more anger than laughter

Not now or forever will I ever change you

I know that to go on,

I'll break you,

my habit

this might seem abit late but

Happy Belated Bdae BENNY YEO!

11:35