I remember laying in bed and thinking I should get up right now and walk away but instead I ended up holding onto you a little tighter. The more they don't love me, the more I want to cook them food and make them coffee and kiss them all over their faces. I just want to love you. It's the same as when you're sitting in the corner with that look on your face, and I'm surprised you're not crying yet. And I tell you we can do anything, you just tell me what. So we eat our body weight in chocolate until I'm sure I'm going to die from a sugar-overdose, but at least you know I'm here with you. In chocolate and in life. I just love you.
0 comments:
Post a Comment