I don’t call
Seriously I suck.
Not because I’m no longer interested
Because I miss you so much
to even think about you hurts that
I can’t be there with you
Sharing in all the making of memories
Reminding me that I fell and
Asked for help when it was to late
Well I wanted to let you know
I never truly left your side
I’m there for you
Cheering you on
and working through those
Tough, wanna pull out your hair times
Actions speak louder than words
And for that I am so sorry
I have been weak and I can only hope to
Build up those friendships
That I have kept close in my heart
And not lose them
Okay if you can’t fuck with a girl because of:
- Pubic hair
- Stretch marks
- Any other natural occurrence of the female form
You aren’t really worthy of it anyway.
Fill your heart with bees. If someone breaks your heart, then they have to deal with the bees.
"Once you’ve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you."
You have my undivided attention.