I don't do things halfway.
If you are my friend. Let me tell you, you will know how much I love you and appreciate you.
I'll send you texts randomly to tell you I miss you. I'll make sure to make your birthday special.
I'll protect you. I'll be fiercely loyal. Your problems won't have to be solved alone.
I guess I didn't know this would carry over to guys too.
I don't really do the whole "casual" thing. It's all or nothing baby.
So take me, all my problems but also all my gifts
Or leave me completely.
I know this isn't easy.
Life is messy and there is no such thing as black and white.
I'm not perfect. Of course all of my relationships are not so intense.
But it's really how I prefer things.
If we like each other. Then why not really like each other.
I never knew how to strike a match without lighting a fire.
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Here's to the girls...
Here's to the girls
That are coming home drunk
Wishing that a guy would've asked for their number
That have no one to cuddle with
No one to text to tell about their night
Having to act okay around their girlfriends with boyfriends
Because you wish you had someone so badly
Even though you are an independent woman
Who is okay on her own
It's nice to have someone that cares
Someone who cares about you and you're face
Your hands to hold, your lips to kiss,
That day will come, that time will come
I promise you are okay.
Look in the mirror and tell yourself you are beautiful
Because you are.
You don't need a man to tell you
You're enough, you're worth it.
You're worth it all.
Drunk tears, empty beds, cold winds
It'll all be okay baby.
It'll be okay.
That are coming home drunk
Wishing that a guy would've asked for their number
That have no one to cuddle with
No one to text to tell about their night
Having to act okay around their girlfriends with boyfriends
Because you wish you had someone so badly
Even though you are an independent woman
Who is okay on her own
It's nice to have someone that cares
Someone who cares about you and you're face
Your hands to hold, your lips to kiss,
That day will come, that time will come
I promise you are okay.
Look in the mirror and tell yourself you are beautiful
Because you are.
You don't need a man to tell you
You're enough, you're worth it.
You're worth it all.
Drunk tears, empty beds, cold winds
It'll all be okay baby.
It'll be okay.
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