Does the number of times you caressed my face and kissed my lips make up for the number of times you made feel like ****
Does the number of times you wrapped me in your arms while I cried make up for the number of times you caused the tears yourself?
Does your old soul make up for the ugly side no one should ever have to see?
Does it matter than you helped me through the rough, even though I spent so much ******* time covering for you when you couldn’t face it yourself?
Where do I draw the line between being selfless and forgetting to take care of myself?
Am I a selfish ***** for wanting to give up on you?
Should I listen to what they’re telling me?
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC
Does the number of times you caressed my face and kissed my lips make up for the number of times you made feel like ****
Does the number of times you wrapped me in your arms while I cried make up for the number of times you caused the tears yourself?
Does your old soul make up for the ugly side no one should ever have to see?
Does it matter than you helped me through the rough, even though I spent so much ******* time covering for you when you couldn’t face it yourself?
Where do I draw the line between being selfless and forgetting to take care of myself?
Am I a selfish ***** for wanting to give up on you?
Should I listen to what they’re telling me?
