Our love is like a bull in a china shop.
Where your words are the bull
And my heart is the china.
You tell me
*"I love you"
"Youre worh waiting for"*
the words "I love you"
Isnt enough anymore
Every letter every syllable
Sears into my heart
Cracking it like glass
I need you here with me
I need to feel your touch
To remember what its like
Before my shattering heart explodes
I think i finally understand that song
The one where she sing
"Killing me softly .. With his words"
I wont give up, I never will.
I'd rather die inside
Then let you go.
Im just terrified
Thats just whats going to happen.
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 7:49 PM UTC
Our love is like a bull in a china shop.
Where your words are the bull
And my heart is the china.
You tell me
*"I love you"
"Youre worh waiting for"*
the words "I love you"
Isnt enough anymore
Every letter every syllable
Sears into my heart
Cracking it like glass
I need you here with me
I need to feel your touch
To remember what its like
Before my shattering heart explodes
I think i finally understand that song
The one where she sing
"Killing me softly .. With his words"
I wont give up, I never will.
I'd rather die inside
Then let you go.
Im just terrified
Thats just whats going to happen.
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