I love you, I love you.
Forgive me for being immature.
But I still blame your love.
Sometimes I imagine you as strong as a tiger, but as fragile as a butterfly.
But still, I blame your love.
I can't help you, much less deal with it.
You turn into a tiger showing your claws and fangs when I try to love you.
I see you every night, you look like a wild tiger living in a green field.
Forgive me for blaming your love.
It's difficult and I can't handle it.
You are voracious like a tiger.
I blame your love every time it leaves me obsessed and devoted to it.
Yes, I blame your feral love.
I blame it for not knowing how to handle it every time.
Yes, I blame it.
I'm sorry for acting like a sentimental rabbit.
I know your predatory instinct screams at this.
So I blame it. Forgive me for being immature.
But I still blame your love.
Sometimes I imagine you as strong as a tiger, but as fragile as a butterfly.
But still, I blame your love.
I can't help you, much less deal with this.
If there were changes, I would handle it well,
but you are like a tiger loose in a jungle.
Feral Love - Judson Kaique
July 28, 2026