pretending I was dead,
you scooped me up into your arms
And looked up at the sky and yelled
No
What shall I do
Holding hands in the restaurant
In the truck i was tired
And I rested my head against you shoulder for a bit.
Why you have chosen me to be your hand to hold?
I really have no clue
But I am happy you have asked me to be your one and only.
Audrey Pendergraft
2013
Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 9:55 PM UTC
pretending I was dead,
you scooped me up into your arms
And looked up at the sky and yelled
No
What shall I do
Holding hands in the restaurant
In the truck i was tired
And I rested my head against you shoulder for a bit.
Why you have chosen me to be your hand to hold?
I really have no clue
But I am happy you have asked me to be your one and only.
Audrey Pendergraft
2013
