your love were just destructive. it's broke me fully in the parts. it was a crash, it was a smash, it's hurts, destroyed me. it's grinded me in ash. i was rebuild myself for new one.
It’s all worth it even if lately it hasn’t been easy; when he reaches for my hand and says, “Thank you for helping me peach.” Although he doesn’t need to thank me. I would do anything for him.
I'm loved, I'm glowed i cared, i needed but maybe i am humanoid? if it's so hard a human be i cry, i try, i hate, i lie i make mistakes and so imperfect so maybe i am humanoid? but still i am important