You say these things that I would take any other way with any other person but it's coming from the guy who openly denied we could have a relationship anymore so pardon me when I can't believe the things you say
It's a beautiful thing When he begins to sing He can have my heart He can have anything It's a beautiful thing When he begins to sing He can hold my heart He can have all of me
This is just a piece of something I'm working on for a special person.
I have a fear that one day you see the real me. Made of tender flesh and brittle bones. And you will leave me for another. Who is made of muscle and solid structure.
Overnight, everything can change Overnight, hearts can break Overnight, lies can be told Overnight, a story can be changed Overnight, a fairy tale can go dark.