Grab my waist and pull me slowly  body.
While we are dancing to music that's forgotten and will only exist in our memories.

I can ask for the truth.
The only thing is,
I will never believe you.

In my life there were a lot  of people who talks about my weight.
Like "You are to skinny!"
"I can literally see your ribs!"
Even people in my family.
Negative not in a lovely way with support.
My friends did the same thing.
But I found a person that loves just the way I am, classic right?
This beautiful person is about to text me, because she is actually worried.

~am I just a dumb make-out girl?~


Am I the one who hears about your feelings or am I the one who you pull against the closet to kiss?


Am I the one who knows when somethings wrong and gets a explanation or am I the one who is dancing with you on romantic music and gives you hugs?

Can I be both?
Will you let me both