Look at me I'm no genius but I do believe I want your
Love
Not your bruises  those leave to much hurt but your
Love
Soft Icecream words not the ones you whisper as
You find access in my jeans I want
Your love that same emotion that causes me
To sneak out for you Friday to Sunday True devotion not a religion sorta like how you play your video games
No I want LOVE
not  that kind you enforce is how its suppose
To be by pointing at my mom and your dad saying
"This is love baby"
I want your love
Not  the bottle loves me love that my mom holds at night that I wipe off her chin neither that black and blue is beauty love that your dad shows to your mom I want your love plus attention the kind that's like when the whole football team has seen the picture  I sent you promised me never to show, Another girl the love I crave but something else made her name the kid junior
Right?
I want your love so give it to me cause I know I haven't been receiving the definition of love to not be a genius