Commitment issues aren't that hard to have when you have nothing and no one.

Being all alone, the only thing I have to commit to is breathing

And I've grown quiet fond of that...

Because the fact is, I was never good enough to be your first choice.

She wore all

Black

But her heart bled

COLOUR

No Matter how mad I am at you.

When your hand reaches out for mine, I know I'll let my finger intertwine with yours.

Hell, I'll squeeze your hand tighter.

The simple fact is that, it doesn't take much to make someone else happy.

A simple act if kindness like :

A tight hug
A compliment
A letter
A genuine smile

All these things take hardly any time.
And they could make somebody's:

Day
Week
Month

It could save them.
Spare a second for someone,and maybe they will do the same.

Be a nice person.

He told me he is giving her roses.

The boy, who yesterday I finally admitted I love.

The boy, who the day before that , kissed me.

The boy, who a week before that told me I was his forever, and I said the same.

The boy, who has my heart.

Is giving her roses...

Falling asleep, with your arms wrapped around me.Encasing me.

Drifting into unconscious.

Feeling completely safe.

And waking up.Not fully.

But just enough to see the new days sun.

When I gingerly touch your hip. 

You turn and wrap me in your arms once
again.As if it was second nature.

As if this action, was embedded into your DNA.

I lay there half asleep.

Listening to your breath.

Anything past the edge of the bed is
Galaxies away.

This moment is ours forever.

No one can take this from us.