I put myself in the sun because I want to get burned I put a blade to the skin because I want to hurt Put your hands on me because I want you to know I put my hand down there so that you'll never let go
If I was there for a moment, what would you do? Set me on a cracked surface, let me fall through? Could you let yourself be with me, are you still through?
Take all the blame from our mistakes Erase the shame, however long that takes I will wait forever (cliche) And we'll be together (cliche) Say "It's time to go get her" And I will always be right here
One of the many super old poems I found in my old notebook.