dasia

Those long days when it got cold outside you held me tight

Until kisses were made short

and " i love you's" were just for show 

Texting was too little 

but calling was too much

Clingy was my middle name 

and thats the way i showed you love

Im not sorry for loving you

Im sorry for letting you go

love ends

girls
beauty
lies within
mirrors mean ****
and in your eyes they're 
telling lies
let me trail kisses on your chest
tell you, you are beauty
nothing more 
nothing less
and i promise you this