I wanted to connect your beauty marks with my finger tips, But my self worth is more significant than what you are supplying I with you felt that too
Words are just words Even if there are a few If actions never match up I think its due
I'm moving forward Always reflection on Self improvement Grow grow grow Up so high Late at night Stumbling and wondering What do you think. Do you feel? This is your cue.
I let it go, I let you go Love is with meaning for me Doesn't feel the same without Someone there, present in the moment Even if its you Whispering directly in my ear "its okay, I'm here now, I'm never going to let This go"
I crash on my bed Under the dim lighting of my Christmas lights