they told me i was too young,
but what the hell did they know.
so what if i was in love with a boy
who always had messy hair and
eyes the color of the sea during a storm.
after years of being silent
i found someone who would listen,
rides in the backseat of a truck,
wind blowing my hair,
old rock music playing on the radio,
drinking coffee at 10 pm.
you made it seem okay to be so different.
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 11:24 PM UTC
they told me i was too young,
but what the hell did they know.
so what if i was in love with a boy
who always had messy hair and
eyes the color of the sea during a storm.
after years of being silent
i found someone who would listen,
rides in the backseat of a truck,
wind blowing my hair,
old rock music playing on the radio,
drinking coffee at 10 pm.
you made it seem okay to be so different.
