Comrade's Confession
I fly on borrowed wings
I thought you ought to know
But you left me to muddle through
A change that came too slow
I know that I have wronged you
I know that I have lied
But if you must condemn me
Please know I always tried
You were my first real passion
A bond forged in the heat
A heat of desperation
A bond that’s bittersweet
So now I ask a favor,
Please, just answer true.
If I said I loved you,
Would you say I love you too?