I do not care if you are my mortal enemy, if you ask me to do a period check on your behind to make sure your pants are still good i got your back dude
It was like she was listening to a half-written lullaby
I could see her struggle in her sleep
rehearsing old lovers in her mind
trying to gather pieces of herself to keep
I could see her attempting to make sense of a nightmare
I could see her trying to find a way to dream
I’m romantic, but I can’t say that I loved you from the first moment I met you. It was more like a leak in my heart before a river took form. I could pretend that I saw a flash of light, but it was more like the calm before a storm.