Good mornings and Good nights and Dozens of I miss you’s.
The smallest of ways Were how she showed me she cared.
A princess for a month, That’s all I really was, At least to her.
And though she ripped my heart to shreds I wouldn’t change it for the world In fact, I’d do it all over again If it meant feeling her love one last time.
I guess I was always a ******* when it came to her