"There’s something inside me that makes me pay attention to every little thing about you. I just want you to be happy."
You could say the silliest thing, and I'll remember it.
You could make the lamest joke, and I'll laugh.
You could say the meanest thing, and I'll brush it off.
You could look awful in a picture, and I'll think you look amazing.
You could sing and have a terrible voice, but I'll love it.
You could cry in front of me, and I wouldn't think any less of you.
You could suck at dancing, and I'll think you're so graceful.
You could be terrible at sports, and I'll still be your number 1 fan.
You could bring home ugly flowers, and I'd put them in a vase and water them every day.
You could bring home the worst card for me, and I'd hold on to it forever.
You could continue talking forever, and it'd be like music to my hears.
You could suck at playing an instrument, but I'd love to listen to you all day.
You could be awful at cooking, but I'd find every thing you make delicious.
You could put on the worst outfits, but I'd find them so perfect.
You could smile the most crooked smile ever, but I'd think it's so beautiful.
Gosh, you could do anything negative and I'd see it in a positive light.
Is this what you call true love?
But if we aren't meant to be together, then there's someone else out there for me...and you.
And if this isn't true love, then what is it?
Why does it hurt so much?
I know that I have the potential to do great things.
I have the potential to the change the world.
I have the potential to make a difference.
But I am selfishly willing to give it up just to be with you.
What is this?
Why is this so?
What am I feeling?
You and I won't end up together.
I know that.
But I still hope every day...
And I still hurt all the time.
But no matter what, I wish you the best.
You go find that girl for you.
And you show her off to me...
And you know what?
I'll be so happy for you.
I'll be hurting. But I'll be happy.
But in case you care to know: I'll be okay.
I'll find someone that cares for me.
I'll find the guy that's perfect for me.
Or rather, he'll find me.
Or rather, he'll find me.
A guy that doesn't mind my flaws.
So don't you worry about breaking my heart [more]...
Because someone's on his way to mend it.
So long <3
P.S. This is not a copy and paste.
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