I really should stay away from boys like you.
Who take me to their rooms and don't go anywhere near the bed, just put their arm around me and tell me about themselves. Who touch my cheek and look at me for a moment when they talk about things they love.
The beautiful, innocent ones with stars in their eyes. Who introduce me to their parents and hold my hand and hold me and don't try anything in the dark.
Boys who I really, really don't deserve, who eventually see that for themselves and leave, taking a piece of my heart with them.
Boys like you, honey.
Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 11:05 PM UTC
I really should stay away from boys like you.
Who take me to their rooms and don't go anywhere near the bed, just put their arm around me and tell me about themselves. Who touch my cheek and look at me for a moment when they talk about things they love.
The beautiful, innocent ones with stars in their eyes. Who introduce me to their parents and hold my hand and hold me and don't try anything in the dark.
Boys who I really, really don't deserve, who eventually see that for themselves and leave, taking a piece of my heart with them.
Boys like you, honey.
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