Times are hard,
Yet that is when I love you the most.
Everything is harder when you're gone
Or when you pretend you are.
I just want to be yours.
When you hold me in your arms,
When you kiss my forehead,
When you slide your hand through my hair.
*Believe me
If you don't believe in yourself;*
I belong with you.
*I often wonder if
You also belong with me.*
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 11:20 AM UTC
Times are hard,
Yet that is when I love you the most.
Everything is harder when you're gone
Or when you pretend you are.
I just want to be yours.
When you hold me in your arms,
When you kiss my forehead,
When you slide your hand through my hair.
*Believe me
If you don't believe in yourself;*
I belong with you.
*I often wonder if
You also belong with me.*
