my heart missed the lesson on holding back
so
i swallowed my pride and got
indigestion
i'll tell you in the smallest ways until the right way
comes to me,
i'll leave you notes in obscure places and kiss your feet
you are the butterfly branched from the moth,,,
and you are worth the wait.
Jul 5, 2012
Jul 5, 2012 at 4:58 AM UTC
my heart missed the lesson on holding back
so
i swallowed my pride and got
indigestion
i'll tell you in the smallest ways until the right way
comes to me,
i'll leave you notes in obscure places and kiss your feet
you are the butterfly branched from the moth,,,
and you are worth the wait.
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