Boys
I know you get moody, not because of this or that, like you say. It’s the awful aftertaste of some failed love or another you can’t seem to shake, and I know. But I’ll listen to you, pretend to believe you are pissed for rational reasons, and chime in a curse or two for your sake anyway.
Beyond reason, I respect you. I’d decided my loyalty was all yours right from the very beginning, be it as a friend or a stranger. I’m frankly hoping for a little acknowledgement, but that would never be necessary. It’s all beyond reason.
If we’re lucky, we’ll find something better for the both of us, maybe together. If not, well, that won’t change the way I feel about you one bit. I still hope you and your dysfunctional-boy charm will find closure and, eventually, a healthier kind of love.
Who knows with these kinda things right?
Well, nevermind the weather, my loyalty, no matter if you’ll ever realize it or not, isn’t going anywhere. A piece of my heart, from me to you, with the best of wishes and reeking of cheesiness, just like a super-lucky charm. It's nice to find certianty in life and love, even if only from the giving end. Try it, everyone.
OPPS, sorry, t'was all passing states of mind.
No more trips. I promise to be clean. It's no fucking wonder I used to fuck everything up so effectively, MY GAWD. The conviction you can put into absolute trash when you're high as a bubblepop.
Beyond reason, I respect you. I’d decided my loyalty was all yours right from the very beginning, be it as a friend or a stranger. I’m frankly hoping for a little acknowledgement, but that would never be necessary. It’s all beyond reason.
If we’re lucky, we’ll find something better for the both of us, maybe together. If not, well, that won’t change the way I feel about you one bit. I still hope you and your dysfunctional-boy charm will find closure and, eventually, a healthier kind of love.
Who knows with these kinda things right?
Well, nevermind the weather, my loyalty, no matter if you’ll ever realize it or not, isn’t going anywhere. A piece of my heart, from me to you, with the best of wishes and reeking of cheesiness, just like a super-lucky charm. It's nice to find certianty in life and love, even if only from the giving end. Try it, everyone.
OPPS, sorry, t'was all passing states of mind.
No more trips. I promise to be clean. It's no fucking wonder I used to fuck everything up so effectively, MY GAWD. The conviction you can put into absolute trash when you're high as a bubblepop.