Whispers in the graveyard
She feeds my insecurities with compliments. Keeping them from screaming inside of my head. Keeping them calm, for the time being.
'I love you. You're wonderful. You're beautiful. You're amazing. You mean more to me than anyone. I need you.' All flowing from your lips. All coming from your heart.
And yet, I have to be honest, I have my doubts...
It's not you or your words that I question, my dear. It's my ability to believe them myself. To believe In myself...
'I love you. You're wonderful. You're beautiful. You're amazing. You mean more to me than anyone. I need you.' All flowing from your lips. All coming from your heart.
And yet, I have to be honest, I have my doubts...
It's not you or your words that I question, my dear. It's my ability to believe them myself. To believe In myself...